Over Again Sequel To 'It's Gotta Be You'

Once upon a time their love was strong. Once upon a time they were inseparable. She never stopped loving him and he never stopped loving her. Niall and Abigail had everything but Niall threw it all away, what will it take to get Abigail to forgive and forget? Will all be lost or all be found?
Sequel to It's Gotta Be You



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1. I Wish, I Hope, I Dream

Chapter 1 I Wish, I Hope, I Dream

*Niall’s Point of View*

            Dear Niall,

            I’m sorry but I can’t do this anymore, I loved you with every being in my soul but that’s not enough for you. You say you love me but I know you don’t. Love comes in so many different shapes and forms but this is not love. Please believe me when I say this, it’s for the best that we end this now before someone gets hurt to the point of no recovery. I love you so much but you don’t seem to love me back as much as I love you. It’s taken everything in me to write you this letter, to leave you but this, whatever it is isn’t healthy. I can’t carry our relationship on my shoulders alone. By the time you read this letter I’ll be gone. I’ll have moved out and we’re done forever and ever. I’ve attached a forwarding address on the back of the letter and the movers will come to move anything else I’ve left behind. I beg you for the sake of healing and moving on please, please don’t try to contact me, don’t try to get me back, don’t bother with the I’m sorry’s and no I love you’s. I’ve had it with you.

            What happened to us? We used to be inseparable; but now you’ve changed. You go out at all hours and you seem to be drunk more than sober, you party all night long and you forgot about us, our date nights, anniversaries, my birthday and so much more. They all may seem pointless but they mean the world to me knowing that you cared enough about me to do these things, to remember but now that’s all gone. I don’t know how I could love you so much when all you’ve done is caused me heart break and sorrow. I’ve spent enough time crying over you and now it’s time to move on.

            I hope that you won’t forget the time we’ve shared the good and the bad. I’ll always remember you. No matter how hard I’ll try to forget I know you’ll never fully leave my mind or my heart but you’ve hurt me for the last time. You blew me off today of all days, the day I needed you the most, it kills me to know you don’t care enough to come and visit my sister. She dies today and you had the audacity to blow me off and go drinking with your friends, she died from a drunk driver and you go and do that. Shame on you. Hurt me once shame on you hurt me twice shame on me, I don’t know how many times you’ve hurt me. I gave you so many chances and you took it for granted.

            Love is fragile and you broke it. You were my first real love and I hope that I will be blessed with a love like ours, I hope you find that lucky girl that you will treat right and that will love you better than I ever could, some one that deserves your love.

            Right now you’re probably at the bar drunk out of your mind right now, shamelessly dancing with another girl not even remembering me. It kills me to know that you could do this, I remember when we first started dating you wouldn’t even look at another girl now look at you dancing with anything in a skirt. We were so hopelessly in love you and I but I guess everything comes to an end.

            Do you not know the pain you’ve caused? Do you have no shame? Why did you push me away? I have so many questions that need answers but it’s not worth seeing you again, I can’t look into your eyes and not fall back in love with you. You’re my everything but you just had to push me away. I put the ring back on your dresser in the little black box. So much for the promise ring eh? Give it to the girl the really deserves it and that you can keep the promises to.

             It’s time for me to put away all of the photos and store away the memories and start my life without you, to learn the art of letting go.  I’ve tried to say goodbye so many times to let you go but the words got caught in my throat and didn’t come out, but this makes it so much easier for me to say it like this. Thanks for taking my heart out and ripping it apart. Now I know how much you cared about me. I hope that one day you will figure out what you lost and what you could’ve had. You’ll see the one you’ve been looking for is the one who set you free. I don’t know if I’ll be able to look at you without seeing all the pain you’ve caused me. Maybe someday I’ll get back my heart and my pride and maybe someday you’ll feel the pain I feel and maybe someday I’ll be able to look at you and feel nothing, no pain, love, sorrow or hurt. Until that day comes stay out of my life and stay away from me. Don’t look for me, don’t come to me, and don’t tell me that you love me. Just forward my mail and let me move on, if you’ve ever cared for me just let me have this. Let me move on. I gave you my heart and you threw it away. I can’t forgive that.

            Goodbye,

            Abigail.     

            I carefully folded up the letter along its already worn out folds and put it back in its envelope. One year ago today is the day she left me. I was such a fool. I didn’t see the hurt I was causing her; I was too blind to see what I was doing. I had followed her instructions and done exactly as she said. I didn’t contact her and I didn’t try to get her back. I needed to let her heal and I needed to do what was best for her. I never attended group functions she would be going to and I never tried to contact her, I forwarded her mail and I let the movers take her things away. Believe it or not I really had loved her I still do but she deserves better than me. I hope she’s found someone new and I hope she’s happy with him. I hope that he was able to mend her soul and heart back together and that he helped her forget about me. I’ve never forgotten her and I never will. I can’t look at another girl without comparing her to Abigail, but nobody compares to her.              

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