i wish we had more time together. you left without a trace or thought. i loved you more than i could ever love another. i just wish you felt that way for me. was she prettier? did she bring you more joy? i still think about what we had. or what we still do, if its anything worth waiting for. we still talk time to time, but its nothing like what i want. you use me because you know, deep down, i still love you. you use that silently against me.