I wish I could say that I hate you and that I want nothing to do with you after everything you have done to me. I wish I could say that you never cross my mind and that I am so much better ever since you left. But, if I said these things, I would be lying. Truth be told, I wish I could hate you, but I can’t. I wish I wanted nothing to do with you, but I do. I wish that I didn’t think about you, but I do, every second of every day. I wish I could say I’m better off without you, but in all honestly, I would be so much better with you here. I wake up every day with hope that you’ll come back to me. I pray every night that God shows you down the right path, that leads you straight back here to me. My heart aches at the thought that you do not love me anymore, but I have grown to accept that I can not make you love me. If we are meant to be, we will be whether its a week from now, or ten years from now. If our paths ever cross again, I pray that it is as magical as it was the first time around. I wouldn’t change any of it for the world. You’re the one, my first true love and no matter what, i’ll never forget what we shared with each other. I know what we had was as real as it gets and I am thankful that I had you, at least for a little while. I love you, with all of my heart. Forever and always…

I keep myself busy with things to do, but everytime I pause, I still think of you.

Heartbroken all over again.

Seeing you and not being able to hold your hand, kiss you and tell you how absolutely proud of you I am kills me.