I thought I was getting over you. I really did. I thought I was convincing myself that it was not helpful to focus on something I couldn’t have, even if the only one it was hurting was me…
But I dreamed about you again. And I can’t stop thinking about you. And I hate it. But I have no reason not to love you, if not for the fact that you two will probably get married if you don’t break up soon… I wouldn’t be surprised if you had already gotten engaged without telling anyone.
So, much to my dismay, I still love you. And I probably will for a while. I’m glad we’re both moving away, but at the same time, I wish I didn’t have to leave you. I’ll miss you, regardless of how careless I seem now. Because you make me want to be a better person. You light up my heart.
I have spent so much time wishing I could have what I can’t have… But thank you for being such a wonderful friend, despite how strange I act around you. Thank you for caring, even when you shouldn’t have. Thank you for sticking around. It’s meant more to me than you will ever know.