I miss you, my love. I miss laying in bed talking to you, laughing with you. I truly thought you were it for me. It’s been ages and still I can’t imagine loving anyone else as much as I loved you. My heart hurts because you’re still the first person I think about in the morning and the last person I think about at night. I know that that was it and that you’re not coming back, but sometimes I still wish so badly that you would. I miss what we had. You made me so happy, I would do anything to feel that way again. Please don’t forget me. Love, L