Unsent Messages

You hurt me so much. I still cry over you. You made me fall in love with you for the first time(like a Taylor Swift song or something), and then broke my heart(like another Taylor Swift song.) And I guess you ghosted other girls, too. I wish I could talk to them about it, because they would get it. They know you. Maybe not like I did. But they do. I still love you, and I still miss you, and I hate that I do. My friends tell me that I should move on, and I know I should have a while ago. But I can't. Every time I think that I've moved on, something happens up in my brain and in my heart, and I start thinking about you again. About us again. You made me smile every day, morning, afternoon, evening and night. I stayed up late to talk to you. You weren't like that when we were talking everyday. You weren't the type to talk to a few girls a month. Did someone hurt you after me? Why did you do it? Why did you ghost me? You knew my weaknesses, my fears, what would hurt me, and more. My hopes, my dreams, the things I loved. And you knew that I was so scared of losing you. "You're not going to lose me baby." But I did. I lost you. I haven't talked to you since July. That's crazy. Everyday I want to talk to you more and more. We've known each other for a little bit over a year now. How can so much change in a year? How can I go from being so in love with you, to completely heartbroken in less than a year? Maybe one of these days I'll talk to you. Maybe. But if you ever come back to me, no matter how bad you've hurt me, I'm letting you come back to me. With much love, S