I know it’s been 5 months since you told me you were leaving. That we had to be over. I know we hardly talk and that it’s my fault. But I still dream about you every night that I actually sleep. I am still in love with you. I will always be in love with you. When you see me with other people, you should know that. I’m going to move on, but I will never be in love again. Not like I was with you.
Please don’t have somebody waiting on you