I really do. I miss you so much, it hurts. You’re on my mind all day, everyday. Every song I hear, every place I go…just, everything brings back some wonderful, happy memory I shared with you. I wish things would have turned out differently sometimes. I don’t know where everything got fucked up. One minute, we were lovers, best friends, confidants, each others entire world….then the next, it was like we barely knew each other. Maybe it was your lack of trust…the way you would make someone “watch me” when I hungout with friends? Or maybe it was the way you put drugs before me, more than once. What about when you would go days without talking to me, then somehow make me feel bad for asking you what you’d been up to, or why you hadn’t talked to me. Yeah, all those things made me resent you a little…I guess they just…piled up. And it all hit me at once. Even if everything was shit by the end, I wouldn’t trade the beginning for the world…when we started spending every waking moment together. When we just COULDN’T be apart for more than a few hours…I’d never felt like that for anyone. It was such a typical teen love. We just KNEW we were gonna be together forever, with no doubt in our minds whatsoever. We lost our virginity to one another. We were so happy that after all of our time of being best friends, wondering if the other felt the same, we were finally together. And it was everything we’d hoped for. I hate the way everything is now, now that we’re apart..we’re not there for each other like we promised. We didn’t stay best friends. We can’t even LOOK at each other. Maybe one day I’ll have the nerve to tell you all of this, and more. Everything that I’ve gone through in the past three months trying to get over you, and how madly in love with you I still am.