Saw a sticker pack of you today. I keep convincing myself I'm close to moving on but I fear I will always carry the pain of having love and lost you. In some form. First loves have a way of getting you to throw your heart out and love fully and unguardedly and I'm just so sad thinking I won't fall in love the same way again.
I still want to be your greatest love. I've grown and changed but I need to evolve further to earn your love again. But you're closed off now and I'm afraid its forever. I need to move on. Losing you is the most painful thing I've had to endure. I'm close but there are relapse days.
It's a funeral. You're dead and gone. And the dead can't keep rising from the grave. I have to accept that and most days I have. I just really fucking miss you today.
I hope you're happy.