I'm writing another one again, cause I think it's easier saying it anonymously than telling it to your face that you were he person who made me realize what love felt like. If I told you this in real life, you probably would've thought I was just some lovesick teenager who fell for the guy who wasn't hers, and you'd be right. Sometimes I'm scared I let my soulmate slip through my fingers. But then again, how could've it been my fault when you were the one who left first?