your favorite color was navy. your second favorite was brown. but you said it’s not just any brown. it had to be the color of my eyes. your three wishes would be:
1. to marry me
2. perfect mental health for me
3. that i’ll always love you
i hope you know that i always will, even though you don’t love me. you were the perfect person for me but you put up a front that i couldn’t see. everyone else could. then without warning, you left me. i still have your sweatshirts, tshirts, cologne, boxers, socks, the notes you wrote to me, the gum wrappers you put a message on every time we hung out. i don’t want to give them back because those are all i have left of you. thank you for the best year but fuck you for ending it like this.