Unsent Messages

Whether I want to love someone else or not, I can’t love anything or anyone as much as I love(d) you. I can’t get over you and I know we would be perfect... I thought summer gave me closure but it didn’t. It didn’t make things worse but it didn’t make them better either. I love you and I can’t find that passion we had with anybody else. I’m happy enough I guess... but it’s been a long time since I could sit at the library and actually start crying about how much I love and care for a person. I haven’t been able to type a paragraph about how much I love someone. I haven’t been able to sit and stare out the window thinking about how much I love someone. Sure I love them but it’s not passionate, it’s more calm. And I don’t think they love me NEARLY as much as you did, baby. I miss you and I miss what we had. We’ve grown... I know that if we tried again it could work. I’m terrified you’re going to see this but if you do... please don’t show anyone because I don’t want drama to be started... I just want... you, my love. My angel...