Dear... Plus One
Hey you. Yes, you. I’m writing this because I’m officially letting you go.
We had the call last night and for the first time I realized that you’re gone now. I can see happiness sparkling in your eyes when you told me about her... just like the way you looked at me before - and it broke my heart, once again. I told you she’s lucky, I once was that lucky too, even if it was just for a short 2 weeks. The craziest and most amazing 2 weeks of my entire life, meeting you for the first time in Newark airport after a year, you being my plus one for a wedding, we spent Christmas, NYE and my birthday together, you showed me you. We laughed and I cried.
I must admit that I had fallen in love with you even before we met in person and that I’m very thankful for that one-year long-distance friendship. What we had was real and I’ll forever keep you in my heart because you’re the first person that taught me what love should be, that I deserve love and I am able to love.
Sometimes I wish that things could be different, that we don’t live 8,000 miles away, across continents and oceans. But, we might not even have met if things were different. Just like you said, life has its way of working things out, even if that’s not the way we preferred. I hope she knows how lucky she is, and I hope she is sweeter than me, and most importantly that you fall in love with her just like I did with you. But hey, in case that doesn’t work out and I’m still single when you finally decide to move to Asia someday, we should meet up. I’ll see you when I see you.