for the first time in so long, it feels like the universe is pulling us apart rather than pushing us back together. i hate it. i miss you. i'd say i love you but i don't know who you are anymore and you can't love a stranger. but today marks a year since i realized how i felt about you, and i'd give anything to feel that way again. i thought i'd be able to see you one more time before it was over a year, but i guess that won't happen. i still want it to be you, i can't imagine it being anyone else. but i guess we'll see