Unsent Messages

I still love you. So, fucking much. Like, I'm sitting here, sobbing, because I miss you so fucking much. My dad told me the other day when he asked about you at dinner that, "it never feels like that again". But how is that possible? I believe it, because I'm talking to this new guy, and yes, I like him better than most every other guy I've been with. But, at the same time, i like him NO WHERE near as much as I did you. And that's the guy I'm gonna settle down with, that type of guy. All the while, I'll be thinking of you. I cry and cry and cry because I miss you and I want to be in your arms again. But your a whole different continent away. Your my right person, wrong time. And I don't know if I can ever get past that. You wiped my tears, held me, and whispered about our future. But now, we're practically strangers. We're so young- is it possible that we end up together? Fuck, do I hope so. But who knows what your thinking. I guess that's it..