I miss you every single day. I still can't believe it's actually over, after loving you with everything I had for almost two years. But I want you to be happy, so I'm trying to let go for you and me both. But there's a part of me clinging to the hope that maybe we'll fall back in love one day. Maybe it's stupid and naive, but I can't help it. I thought you were the one, I truly thought I was going to marry you. It's terrifying how fast life can change. I miss your smile, I miss your laugh, I miss the way you would hold me and kiss the top of my head until I had no worries at all.