I’ve only ever been in love once. It started in December 2008 & officially began January 2009. Somewhere between loving and losing this person I finally realized that I would always love this person. After it ended it became even more hectic but we became really good friends. And in the battle of our group, we stuck together trying to stay away from all the bullshit. This person helped me be happy and to smile. This person is happy now, where they need to be in life. They have a wonderful partner, so it seems. I think about this person every day. Where they might be, who they might be with. What they’re doing, how they are. Most of all, why they don’t talk to me anymore. I’ve let go, but sometime between when I wake up and when I go to sleep, this person crosses my mind. I miss you and I hope you are well.
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