We have different life goals, and he just moved 3 hours away. It sucks, because I love him dearly. Being an adult is bittersweet. I grew up thinking I’d fall in love and nothing could stop me from being with the one I love. Love would defy everything. 

But that’s not true. Life goals, priorities, and distance can stop me. Being responsible and focusing on my own life can stop me. I’ve known my FP for nearly 10 years. We grew up together. We dated for a long time too. 

And we are still good friends after this break up... but I feel like even when I finally meet someone else, a big piece of my heart will always be with my FP. I would do absolutely anything for him. And he would do the same for me. My love for him doesn’t go away. 

It feels simultaneously good and bad to say that. So bittersweet. 