*For the first time in a long time, I don’t spend every second of my day thinking about you. I’m finally starting to move on, yet I find myself thinking of you when it’s late, and especially when I’m in a difficult place that only you knew about. I wish I had told you all this. Maybe then, we’d be alright.
Did you know that I used to be afraid of the future — growing old and dying? But when I was with you, I wasn’t afraid of anything. I would try to force myself to be scared of the future and I felt nothing. I felt so safe with you.