Going back to Hanoi

Everyone is getting married. They all seem happy. They got good jobs, traveled around the world, bought a car/house, and got married. They have nice phones, nice bags, nice everything. And me? I'm still here wearing my old clothes since college, and living in my parents' house. All my dreams of materialistic wealth from my college years did not happen in real life. I have lost interest in most. To be honest, I don't want to get married now, but I do want to have you back in my life. I want my perfect someone to be with me through life. I remember our one month together more than the 2.5 years I spent with him. Maybe because of the short period of time that I was able to remember more, or maybe because we did more fun stuff together. I was bored with him, maybe because I kept comparing him to you. He was nice, and he was thoughtful, but our interests are just so different. We were bored with each other. It was both our faults our relationship was like that. Maybe we weren't just meant to be. I never felt so alive when I was with you, and I never felt so dead and bored with myself when I was with him. I thought sacrificing for love was like that, but it didn't get any better. Now that I'm going back to Vietnam on July, I hope to relive our wonderful memories. I'm secretly hoping to meet you there even though it's impossible since you're in another country, or maybe meet another someone like you. Just like you. It's going to be a fun trip. I miss you a lot.