Dear Someone Else’s Someone,

I used to see different versions of you almost every time I left my house. Sometimes you were in the supermarket buying squash. Sometimes you were in the park walking your little dog. Sometimes you had red hair, sometimes you had tattoos, sometimes you were short and wore glasses, other times you were tall and had on a lovely yellow sundress.

Everytime I left my house, even if it was just to buy a gallon of milk, I always saw some version of you. I saw you and you pretended to not see me and in my mind’s eye we met, fell in love and grew old together. Sometimes I fell in love and grew old several times in one outing. Running errands was exhausting.

I’m writing you now to let you know, I’m glad we never met. There’s someone else now and she’s nothing like you and everything I ever needed. We met, fell in love and are growing old together.