It’s been a while.
I think about you quite often. Not as much as before, but you still cross my mind. I still wonder about how you’re doing, what you’ve been up to, how your work is coming along, what you’ve been writing about, and… what would’ve happened if I stayed.
We were friends for a few years, just a casual “Hi” and “Bye” friendship for the most part. But when it became more than those hallway greetings, you came in when I was at a weird point in my life. I had just gotten out of a long-term relationship and was in a place where I no longer wanted to believe in love, but you somehow managed to change my mind.
We didn’t get to spend much time together before I had to leave, but I cherished every moment we shared. In such a short amount of time, you gave me hope. You made me feel special and important when it seemed like the world was working against me. You helped me open my eyes to the things my broken heart tried to keep hidden.
Whenever I’m having a tough day, I think back to the moments we had together: lunch dates, dinner dates, movie dates, the random talks we had in the car or over the phone; those memories never fail to make me smile. You could have spent those times with someone else, but you didn’t. You shared those moments with me, and that’s why you’ll always have a special place in my heart.
Sometimes, I can’t help but to imagine what we could’ve been if circumstances were different.
Would we have made it official?
Would we have decided to go our separate ways?
Would we have started building our empire together?
Would we have made the best of a short time together and realize that we’re better off apart?
I guess we’ll never know.
Maybe our story together ends with me moving back home. Maybe one day our paths will cross again and we’ll get to pick up where we left off. Maybe we were put into each other’s lives during that specific time to help each other write the next few pages of our own stories.
Whatever the reasons are, whatever we could’ve been – none of that matters. I’m happy that even if it was just for a brief time, our lives intertwined.
When someone asks me about you, about us, I just smile and say, “Right place, wrong time.” No hard feelings, no bad blood, just a handful of good memories.
I wish you nothing but the best, and a life filled with happiness and prosperity. I hope you never lose your spark that has driven your amazing work ethic to achieve your dreams.
You’ll make it big one day, I know it.
P.S. – Thank you for being the Stefan to my Elena.