I recently discovered a letter that my ex of 4 years physically mailed to me last year. It just brought on a huge wave of emotions.

I broke up with her at an outdoor mall in LA in her car in the parking lot one night. We agreed that we’d see each other one last time and spend one last night together the next weekend.

I had just gotten back from a spontaneous Vegas trip with some friends on a Sunday evening. I crawled into bed with her and held her.

All of a sudden she started crying and asked, “Was I not good enough for you?”

It’s been 7 years and sometimes that memory just hits me out of nowhere.

She had to drive an hour away for work the next morning, so I walked her to her car. We held each other so tightly, kissed each other so deeply, and exchanged our final words. She told me to have a good life and to not be sad. I stood in the middle of the street and watched her car drive off and disappear around the bend.

It’s not that I still love her, but just the idea of breaking up with someone you loved so much and spent so much time together with just fucking hurts to think about.