A Letter To James: Moving On

Dear James,

For two years, you were my best friend. You were there through the good times and the bad- for that, I will always be grateful. I cried on you, and celebrated with you, and I felt like the luckiest girl in the world when I had you. Sometimes I gave up on you, but you didn't give up on me. And other times you gave up on everything and needed help, and sometimes I wasn't able to help you. But I was there regardless. Remember when I passed my driving test on the third attempt and all I could do was sit there, speechless? The time that I showed you to my family for the first time and they all loved you. My friends loved you, and you gave us so many fantastic adventures- things that I couldn't do alone until I had you. These are the memories that I will treasure forever.

Now, two years later, we have grown apart, and I am ready to move on. To find my next love, and to grow as a person. You might be someone's first love, or the thing that somebody has been searching for. You might be hurt, abused, broken and fixed up, but always know that I loved you. I miss you already, and it's only been a week. I cried when we were separated, and I saw you sad and alone for the first time since we met. I have found somebody new, and although the transition hasn't been easy I know that time will help. You never forget your first love, and I know that I will never forget mine.