I’ve Moved Forward, A

Hi A,

How are you?

When we were in high school, you were one of the few people I expected – wanted – to stay in my life until we were in our rocking chairs talking about the ‘good ‘ol days’.

Little did I know that high school was going to be the last time we’d ever speak to each other again.

To be honest with you, I can’t even remember the details of our falling out, but the feeling of betrayal had never left.

At least until a couple of years ago.

I woke up one morning feeling a little light on my shoulders. And since then, whenever I’d think of you or you were brought up in conversation, the pain hadn’t hurt as much as it once did.

There was this one message I screenshotted a long time ago and kept saved in my file folder. It was from our MySpace days. I was going through a hard time, and you sent something that, I’m assuming, helped me overcome what I was going through. Do you remember what you wrote to me? You were comforting me by assuring me that I was strong enough to get through it and that you would always be there for me.

I saved this message until one night when I was going through a photo cleanse. I stared at it for about 30 minutes with a couple of questions running through my head – what happened between us; How did we go from this message to no message at all; What made you change your mind?

And with a mere three taps, it was forever deleted. Deleted from my phone and deleted from my heart.

I woke up the following morning feeling a little light on my shoulders. And since then, the memory of us no longer shattered my heart.

I’ve moved forward, A.

I’ve forgiven you, A.

You were there when my soul needed you, and we’ve used up all the time we had together in this life.

Thank you.

Thank you for the laughs, the hugs, the friendship.

It’s obvious that we can never go back to how we were in the past, even our happy days. And, I’m glad. We were both immature, still trying to find our way through life.

But… I’m also not making any promises for rainbows and butterflies at this point in our lives either.

Spilled milk is still spilled, no matter how much we manage to wipe it off.

Should we meet again in the future, I hope to see you smiling and living your best life to the fullest. I hope you’re surrounded by positive energies – energies that are there for you and who love and cherish you sincerely.

No matter what happened between us, I know the good inside your heart and that you deserve the healing and happiness of this world.