I love you.
It took me months to admit it, even to myself.
I loved you then and still love you. Every time I hear your voice, see your smile, your perfect eyes, you flip your beautiful brown hair, every time I see you with her my heart breaks a little more. All I want is to feel your arms around me, your lips on my cheek, your breath on my neck just one more time.
But I wasn’t anything more than a friend to you then, and I’ll never be anyone to you again.
It’s time to move on, I know it.
And I’m working on it, but it’s hard.
I loved you, you broke my heart.