A Forgotten Letter Poem by Meng Lim Dr

I found this letter last week which I had long forgotten:
Dear...
It was not meant to be and it was neither my fault nor yours.
This was cast in the crucible of fate and love had no say.
Yes, I left you to go to Cambridge: my calling was stronger than my affection for you. That was 8 years ago. I still thought of you a lot while away but my feelings grew less intense as time passed. I remembered our first kiss and the joys we shared then but I had lost my sentimentality as I had hardened--a lot.
I completed my PhD in psychology and thereafter I met my uni-mate Julian, a brilliant cellist. It was easy for me to fall in love with him. He played Dvorak's cello concerto to me one night and I was driven to tears. He never made any overture to me---the initiative was mine. You don't need to know the rest. We married 2 months ago.
I have no right to enquire after your personal life over all this time
and only wish you would not hate me or regard me as of little moral worth. Perhaps you might even be happier than the time you had shared with me.
Before I left you, you presented your two anthologies of poetry to me. From these poems, I could sense the person you were--affectionate, gentle, self-effacing and full of idealism.
I am sure you will forget the past and move on---this will make me happy and I would feel less 'guilty' if that's the correct word.
Please do not remember me as I am no longer the person I was then.
Christina