Truth is, I still like you. No matter what you’re always the one I’m thinking about when i’m laying awake at night. And you cross my mind for no apparent reason. You’re the first person I want to tell when something good or bad happens and the last person I want to talk to before i go to sleep at night. I cant shake this feeling that if you wanted to talk to me you could and you would, yet somehow you still never leave my mind, and I still can’t let you go. I guess all I ever hope is that you have as much trouble forgetting me as i do with you. It’s like you bring out the best and the worst in me all at the same time. You make me happy and angry and sad you can be sweet and funny or manipulative and a jerk. I want to shove you off a cliff then run to the bottom to catch you. You’re everything i love. But the time comes when you’ve got to let someone go. Not because you don’t care anymore but because they don’t.