It’s been about 5 or 6 years since we last spoke. You said you didn’t want to talk to me anymore so that you could have the chance to move on. I have dialed your number so many times, typed up emails and Facebook messages, and searched for you on other social media sites – but I’ve respected your wishes and have deleted all of the things I’ve wanted to say to you. I just want you to know that I still love you, I hope you’re happy, and I miss you. I think about you every damn day, and it’s tiring. I wish I could scrub you from my brain, and at the same time I lie awake at night and daydream about all of the times we have been together. I wish things could be different.