Dear Sam,

I know it's pointless to write letters. It's been 4 years after we broke up and I don't know where you are or whether you're seeing somebody.

(But have you moved on from us? Do you still keep a piece of me in your heart?)

But after we graduated and went our separate ways, I know I disappeared from 'your' world. But what was I supposed to do? I was hurt, lost, and broken. Running away seemed like the only way out.

But I really wished for you to be here. Today was my very first day at my new job. I was so excited and so nervous. You know how to calm me down.

Remember back in sophomore year I was up against the two-time winner, Joe, in that debate competition? I was a nervous wreck but won the competition 'cause it was you who calmed my nerves down.

If only you were here today.

But Sam, do you know, on my very first day, I got an assignment? It's not an independent type but one day, right? I'd be working under Mrs. Right. She seems like a kind lady. We'll start tomorrow!

The one who could've been,
Nia

P.S. Is it just me or do you also struggle to find who you really are in the thoughts of who you are supposed to be and who you are expected to be as you navigate through this life?

The adult 'job' life is nothing like we used to think about. I wish we were still in high school.