I still find myself breaking down in tears daily, some days it’s only a moment and then it passes, others, it’s a full down on the floor breakdown. After so long, I am circling through every memory in my head, wondering why I couldn’t have been the one you loved. I wanted to be the one that you took to your family, I wanted to be the one that you brought flowers to, I wanted to be with you. Only because you were you. I feel like I want to die when I think about it, when I think that I could never love someone else because I have put so much of my heart into you. Or that, because you were never able to love me after all that time, that no one else will either. And you, you just dismiss me like you don’t care at all, or ever did.