Now I realize; your only a page, of a chapter- in my unwritten book.

Dear _____,
          Since i've been away from school in a while, I watched a lot of movies, and fantasized being with the stars of them - like I always did with you. So I finally got back to reality and started fantasizing about you again.. I didn't want to. I've been waiting for this momment for about a year now, i'm finally done. I figured out my problem, I was inlove with you, no doubt about, but it wasn't like that passionate love, it was young love. When we ended I thought I was inlove with you , but I was actually inlove witht he person I thought you were and finally I opened my eyes, that I was only inlove of the IDEA of you. I can finally move on with my life now, and its freaking scary. I never felt this open, like I can finally breathe after holding my breath for 5 minutes. I can see that your just a part of my past. Now I realize; your only a page, of a chapter- in my unwritten book. Even though you are my first love, the only thing that matters is your last love. I finally get it , and I can move on.

Unlike the famous qoute - I did write your name in my heart, I wrote it in the sand too - It really did wash away, just like it did in my heart.