I don't think I will ever be able to love someone like you. I mean it and I am scared. I have never told you how special you were. I still have that photograph of you that I made. You killed me that night when you rejected to listen when I was ready to tell you how I'd been thinking about you every single second of those damned four months. You made me feel crazy. And I cannot hate you because you were that one human being, who made me feel like no one else makes sense. It's been a year since our last "goodbye" and you're on my mind since then, since forever.
