Two peas in a pod

Dear You,

It’s been almost a month since you threw me out of your life. You boarded that train without giving me a second glance. I stood on the platform for hours, crying, until an old woman asked if I was okay and persuaded me to go for a coffee with her. She listened to me more that day than you had for the previous six weeks.

Now we’re four hundred miles apart and I want you to know that, as much as I’m hurting, I still love you with all the pieces of my broken heart. I drove down your street tonight for the first time since you left and remembered all the fun times we shared there with your family. You used to say “we are two peas in a pod”, now I realise we couldn't be more different.

The truth is, every day since you left has been a blur. I miss you but as the days pass I will think of you less. I wish you well, although I will never fully understand why you had to go.

Love,
Me