To my first love, my first best friend, though times have changed there isn’t a day I don’t miss you. I still remember your smile and your laugh and the warmth of your hugs. If I could change the past I most certainly would, to make things work out differently, so I no longer wake up alone. A gallery of photos, now a gallery of pain. Treasured photos, I cannot bear to look upon. To think that I thought you could be the one, that still brings me the pain most strong. It still hurts that I lost you, even though apart we grow, no matter the distance, no matter the time, I still love you. I always will.