Maybe We’re Better Off As Strangers

Every minute I spent with you felt magical. And I thought that maybe you felt it too. Apparently, I was wrong.

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We were both too young back then, too young and reckless to actually fall in love. Maybe it was no one’s fault that we ended up that way, that you and I never took the risk to be together.

Looking back, I think we were both afraid of the unknown. Afraid that we couldn’t make the relationship work or fully committed while we were far away from each other. Maybe that’s the reason you chose her over me. Because she gave you the certainty I couldn’t give you back then.

But just so you know, I was just waiting for you — waiting for you to ask me if I was ready to take the risk to be with you. Believe it or not, I was. Because I thought you and I were meant to be together. Every time you looked into my eyes, I thought you saw your future with me like I did.

Every minute I spent with you felt magical. And I thought that maybe you felt it too. Apparently, I was wrong.

But still I am thankful that you came to my life. Thank you for being my first love, the guy who I thought was ‘the one’ but wasn’t, the guy who I thought was ‘the one that got away.’

If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t be able to meet the love of my life. The person who made me believe in love again. The person who made me realize why it didn’t work out with anybody else. The only guy who actually looked into my eyes and told me he loves me. Someone who never gave up on me despite the fact that I was not the type of girl who’s easy to get along with.

Now I can proudly say that I don’t regret meeting you, because I am happy without you in my life. I am not afraid of the unknown or uncertainty, because right now I’m sure I am with the right person.

I just hope that one day, if we ever meet again, we can smile at each other like normal people do. If not, maybe we really are perfect as strangers to each other. Maybe instead of meeting halfway, we’re bound to walk away from each other. If that’s our case, I’m still glad I met you. Thought Catalog Logo Mark