I’m not really sure. I’m not sure what we were, where we were going, what you really expected. I’m sad that we can’t be and I miss you more than I’ll ever admit. I’ll admit I started to fall for you but our end quickly snapped me back into reality. The reality that the heart is… I’m not completely sure but it brought me back. there were a few days my soul ached with feelings of sadness for what we could have been. You know, that can’t do anything but soak in you’re own sorrow soul ache? I wanted to kiss you passionately that day but I didn’t I couldn’t anyways not with that consuming the air. I hope you read this and know it’s about you. I’m working on the not missing you but it’s a daily struggle. But my soul is aching a little less these days and one day it won’t ache from the US that was not as much as it once did.