It should have been our one year anniversary yesterday. I wish so terribly that it actually happened.
But I broke your heart, and in breaking yours I broke mine in the long run. I shouldn’t have run away from love, I should have realized that you were the only person that I will ever want to be with. I should have known that you’d be the only one who would ever make me feel like I belong somewhere in the world.
You bring out the best in me. You make me want to be a better person and actually make something out of my life. I love how you are so supportive and understanding, you will never know how much that meant to me. You made me feel safe when everything seemed like it was falling apart, I needed your safety desperately. I still do.
You have her now, and I’m happy that you’re happy again. But I hope you know that I’ll never look at anyone else the way I look at you. I may find someone else to love, but they will never have my heart as wholly as you do, as you always will. So I will search for your qualities in every man I meet just so that I feel like I still have you. I’ll pray they have your eyes and your voice and your smile, your hugs and kisses, and your absolutely breathtaking soul. Even though they never will, I’ll still pray for it.
I love you, for all of forever.