You there? I miss you. Yeah, I really do. Finally, after all this time, I admit it. You were the one that I love the most. I see you sometimes, walking around, in that moments my heart just blows up. It’s hard to look at you because I remenber everything what we lived, what we saw together, what we felt for each other. And I know you still do feel something for me. Because what we had was real and extremely pure. I also know you have your own life now. You moved on and found somebody else, that makes you for sure more happy than me. I just dont understand why. Why do I still care this much about you? Why do I feel like I’m going to have a panic attack when I see you? Why do I feel like I’m not going to love anyone like I loved you?
But its okay, this is how things was meant to be, and I respect it.
My heart wants you. Bye, you.