I have not blogged much about the loss of Tanner. Being the ex-girlfriend is an awkward position to be in. You assume people look at you as if you don't have a right to be upset, because things didn't work out. The hard part is, just because a relationship didn't last doesn't mean you weren't in love.
One year ago today my heart was shattered. When I heard the news it was as if my lungs collapsed. My brain went numb and I could have drowned in all the tears I shed. There is something about your first love that you never get over. I will always be in love with Tanner. I miss him every minute of every day. I missed him even before he was gone. Time has passed. Things have changed. The world is different. One year later and my heart still aches.
One year ago I wrote a letter to Tanner's parents with some of the amazing memories Tanner and I shared. For two years we lived a fairytale. We wrote a story I know Tanner, the ultimate romantic, was proud of. I have decided to share a little of that letter here, because what's the point of writing a perfect love story if it can't be read by others? Tanner, our HUGE book worm would have liked it that way.