Yes you. The one with the crooked and the eyes that drive a knife into me every time our eyes meet. I want you to know how much I regret you… And not that we were together, but that I ended us. I fell in love with you. I got scared. Last time I thought I was in love it didn’t end up being so. I love you so much, and I never told you. How I wish I could call you mine again! I want to walk the streets hand in hand, I miss dinner with your family with the promise of being in your arms after for hours. I miss your arms, your embrace, your kiss, your sweetness. I miss you so much. I want to cry when I see you beginning to move on, because now I know I must move on also. I don’t want to, but you do. If I love you, I must let you go. Maybe one day you’ll come back to me, then I will know you really are mine.
I love you.