Unsent Messages

a lot of the time, i think about how much genuine love and raw emotion i felt when you and i talked . what made it seem so foreign to me though, was how far away you live and how i probably didn’t mean as much to you as you do to me. when i heard your voice, or saw your face, i couldn’t help but have a rush of adrenaline and what felt like pure ecstasy. i don’t know if i fell in love with the comfort you brought me, or the fantasy of us being together some day, but what i do know is that you are and probably always will be my first love. besides family, i have never meant the words i love you as much as i did when i said them to you. i could only hope you felt the same, but i realize more and more that you probably were just bored, and the connection that you and i had will only be a jaded memory, if you ever remember me at all in the future. i hope you do, because i won’t forget you. if you havent noticed yet, i’m saying “i hope” a lot, because of the amount of confusion and lack of closure you’ve left me with. it’s okay though, because i know i didnt do the same, and i will always want the best for you, even if it will never be with me. it’s hard having to move on from someone you pictured being around a lot longer than they did. i remember you specifically telling me that time is on our side, and i will never let those words slip out of my memory. even if you do, i won’t forget what you told me and how you made me feel in the span of less than three months of knowing each other. maybe one day, we’ll cross paths, and you’ll recognize me. maybe one day, we’ll cross paths, and you don’t recognize me at all - just a stranger, like i wish i had always been to you.