I still have not stopped thinking about you. You cross my mind almost everyday. I get excited whenever I dream about you, and replay them in my head as if they're memories. I don't know you anymore but I still wonder how you've changed and grown. I wonder how you're doing from time to time, you and your brother. Our relationship may have been overly romanticized and not even real, but I still like to look back on it. I know I should move on, and I have, the memories are just nice-- and peaceful. You were a happy place for me, even if you were my first 'half' love I guess. You make most of the boys I've dated today irrelevant. Miles apart, but I will always think of you and wonder how you're doing. I hope life is treating you well.
