To the New Girl:

I’ve got to hand it to you, it seems everything is going well. I actually told myself that it would only take six months for you to realize that you two aren’t meant for each other. Obviously, I was wrong. Anyway, I just want to say that although he probably treats you better than any other guy you’ve been with, that does not warrant you to treat him like a piece of shit. I know, I know, you love him, too. But he said that you were his female version. Hence, the tendency to treat someone who loves them like shit, well, sometimes. I’m pretty sure he won’t ever try to hurt you and if he does, he’s probably unaware of it. If you two ever end up in a fight, make sure it’s something worth all the energy, otherwise, it’s just lame. I’ve come to terms with the fact that it’s no longer my sad face he tries to put a smile on effortlessly. Words cannot explain how my heart used to skip with glee at the very thought of him, his silliness, his hair, everything about him. I’m sure he has you in his thoughts as well, every single minute of the day. He is reminded of you in a lot of ways you could ever imagine. At the end of the day, he tells you stories, details, of things that amazed him and things that he remembered you by. Life is short, I say spend your time experiencing new things and being fascinated at every little thing you come across with. Like hearing the sound of the first raindrop after a very long and hot, hot summer. I can imagine the way his face would light up afterwards. The thought of his kiss, like cotton candy or toothpaste in the morning. Moonlit dances, kisses during sunsets. Savor those moments, take mental pictures. You’ll realize, he is the one for you. Never let him go.

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