I Found a 1991 Letter from My First Love That I’d Never Seen Before in the Attic – After Reading It, I Typed Her Name into a Search Bar

Sue had just landed a job offer from a nonprofit that gave her room to grow and purpose. It was her dream, and there was no way I’d ask her to give that up.

We told ourselves it would just be temporary.

We survived through weekend drives to each other and letters.

We believed love would be enough.

But then, just like that, she disappeared.

There was no argument, no goodbye — just silence. One week, she was writing me long, inky letters, and the next, nothing.

I sent more. I wrote again anyway. This one was different.

In it, I told her I loved her, that I could wait. That none of it changed how I felt.

That was the last letter I ever sent. I even called her parents’ house, nervously asking if they’d pass along my letter.

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