Hey there,
For obvious reasons, there is no such thing as “us” anymore. It is kind of sad, but I guess reality spoke to us and said that we were not meant to be. It is extremely weird to think that just a couple of months ago we couldn’t get enough of each other: the playfulness, never ending fun, and inside humor. You were once the guy I could look at and just start to smile. But in such a short span, you turned into a stranger.
At one point of my life, you were a prized possession to me, and there is no denying that what we had was amazing. I have always been told that you should never regret something that once made you happy, and you made me very happy. I cannot say that I wish that I never met you because I am very glad that I did. You came into my life at a point of trouble and you were there with me every step of the way as I was with you and your struggles. At the end of the day, we crossed each other’s paths for a reason.
A lot of times I wonder if I am going to run into you and what it will be like. Will we speak to each other? If we do, will the spark reunite or will the encounter turn into harsh words? The harsh reality is that we will probably ignore each other and pretend that “we” never existed. By that time, we will forget all of the amazing moments we had and just remember the times that drove us apart. 
