
I know that I wasn’t good in a lot of ways and that I made a lot of mistakes. I know I wasn’t what you needed me to be and we were just fundamentally mismatched. But that doesn’t mean it wasn’t beautiful, that doesn’t mean it wasn’t real. That doesn’t mean I don’t care about you, or that you’re lesser than now. It just means we weren’t supposed to be together for the rest of our lives. And that really sucks, but at least we met. At least we had it at all. And we’ll never really forget.