Two Years and 2 days ago you asked me to be your girlfriend. One year, 2 months, and 4 days ago we lost our virginities to each other. You dumped me on my birthday. Why do I not completely hate your guts?
You say that I never knew you. You say that you’ve changed a lot. But I’ve changed too.
You’re not the same guy. I get that. But who says I want the same guy back?
I know you’re in there somewhere.
You say you’ll give me a second chance. That the time just isn’t right. I agree. That doesn’t make me want you any less. Why do I still want you?
I still love you. I will always love you. I’d do anything for you.
In exactly two months I will be graduating. I know you’re going to be there. I’m scared to see you, because it feels like it’ll either make or break this situation we have between us. We’ve been apart for so long..will it be weird? Or will it feel like we haven’t missed a beat? Will you still look at me the same way you do, the way that makes me feel like I’m the prettiest girl in the world? I miss those days.
Even though all the odds are stacked against us getting back together, I don’t want it any less.
I hope you never forget about me, because I won’t ever forget about you.