As I sit here, listening to the songs we used to sing together, holding the stuffed monkey you gave me, and staring at the pictures and letters you wrote that I just don’t have the heart to throw away, I realize, that nothing has ever felt so wrong to me, as it feels to not be with you. I know, it’s only been just over a month since you broke my heart, but this wasn’t like your typical breakup. Everything about us, it worked. We were both incredibly awkward people, and that’s why things were so perfect between us. I’m scared I’m never going to find another person who can deal with that the way we did. I love you. It is as plain and simple as that. We had one rough week, that we let ruin all the good times. Our love, I know was strong enough to survive that. That is why I sit here, with these reminders of you that tell me to hold on. I still love you, and much as I did a month ago. Love is worth it. OUR love is worth it. I’m sorry, I’m from out of state, distance is not a easy thing to deal with. But I honestly believe that we are both strong enough people to get through that. You make me whole, and you make me want to be a better person. The fact that these feelings are still inside of me, and strong as ever, tells me that this is wrong. We were not meant to break up. We were meant to overcome the rough times, and see the good times ahead of us. So I’m still here, and I do one hundred percent, still love you with all my heart. And I know that you are worth it, and this pain that I am suffering through just keeps on reminding me that not being with you is just wrong. I love you.