Dear Hannah,

I opened the newspaper today and was stunned to see that you were going to get married. For a second, I imagined it to be a dream; that I was still asleep and that it was only make believe. I tried pinching myself but nothing changed. Staring back at me was a picture of you with that beautiful smile of yours, a ring on your finger, in the arms of your fiancé. I never thought this day would come; somewhere in my naïve little heart, I still clung on to the belief that there would come a day when you and I would be together again.

Remember when you told me you wanted out of our relationship? I didn’t protest, and didn’t put up a fight; just let you go. Because I thought you would come back like you always did. When you didn’t for a month, I felt so lost and empty. Like you had taken my heart along when you left and forgot to return it.

It’s been years, but I haven’t found anyone else that can make me as happy as you made me. Each time I catch you on the telly or see a picture of you, I can’t help but wonder what went wrong between us. I keep thinking it was me; that I should have done more to keep you by my side, that if I had really let you down so much so you had to leave. Sometimes I think back and wonder if you knew how much I loved you. Would there be a difference if I told you I loved you everyday? If I asked you for the truth, from the bottom of your heart, would it have changed anything? Would you have stayed if you found a reason to?

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