A letter to you
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That I'll never send, and you'll never read. If by happenstance you somehow see this, so be it. You have broken me in a way that no one will ever have the opportunity to do again. And even though it doesn't stop hurting, to you I'm grateful. I can still smell your hair, still feel you in my arms at night, still taste you on my tongue, even tho you're not here; but I'm glad for the experience. I miss kissing your forehead every night before you fall asleep, the way you would prance away from me giddy when you got excited about something; how you'd snort when I made you laugh too hard and the way you blushed when you felt embarrassed about it. Its been so long now, but its all still fresh in my mind as if it happened yesterday. It hurts knowing you'll love someone else the way I wanted you to love me, that you're going to find someone who does everything I did for you but is just further along in their career when you meet them; but there's nothing i can do about that. If I had a magic wish it'd be that we find our way back to each other, but you hate me now and have probably moved on and I'm cursed with a love unrequited. Even still, I'm grateful for Us and the time we spent together, because I know I'll never find something like it again. Even with the rose-colored glasses off I still love you more than anything and wish you the best. I'm sorry for being hard to love, but thank you for loving me while you did anyway.
Forever yours.