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Dear New York,
It is cliche to say but let’s start with this: it’s not you, it’s me. It isn’t easy to say this but we need to go our separate ways. I’ve been thinking about this for a while. When we first got together, I couldn’t see this ever ending. We were constantly having so much fun and I’d never fallen so hard. I was a completely different person and you molded me into the best version of myself. I’ve grown up so much since we first met. We were so good together.
When we first met, I was timid and living my life for other people. I wanted to be what everyone expected of me. I wanted everything to line up perfectly. You quickly helped me move out of my comfort zone. I began to question why I was doing things I wasn’t interested in and started to explore what else was out there. You guided me and supported me when I needed it most. You constantly provided me with inspiration. I cannot thank you even for helping me transform myself and my life.
I’ve been thinking about it a lot. I really love you and being with you but I can’t right now. I know this probably doesn’t make a lot of sense because we both know that we’re happy together. Unfortunately, I don’t have a perfect answer. I think it’s just timing. I need something more stable in my life right now. I need consistency. As much as you want to, you just can’t give that to me right now.
It pains me to say this but we need to go our separate ways. As much as I’d love to stay with you forever, I know that it can’t work. I need to find someone who is reliable and maybe a little less exciting. I need to be an adult and settle down, even though I wish we could have fun forever. This has been the greatest relationship of my life. You truly are the one that got away. The timing just isn’t right sadly. I hope that one day, when we’re both in the right place in our lives, we run into each other and can have a second chance. For now, we’ll need to find happiness on our own. I’ll miss you. A lot.
New York, you will always be the one that got away.
Love, Mollie
