You know.. i thought not talking to you would be easier for me than it actually is. I think I’d convinced myself that I didn’t need you, that I was fine by myself. But the longer we don’t talk the more I feel as though a piece of me is missing. I have a lot of free time now, and even though I thought it would be good, I miss being able to just look in the corner of my screen and seeing your beautiful face. I know it was my idea to distance ourselves, mainly because of my depression. But it seems that the more I know I’ll lose you the worse I seem to get. I never entirely thought that we wouldn’t be together, but I knew for now there wouldn’t be an ‘us’. And for that I thought that the best thing for me to do, rather than being greedy and keeping you, was to let you fly and explore. Although I do not like the whole concept of you and other girls, life isn’t about me. I love you more than I have ever loved a single soul, as much as you may not have believed it. You were the only one to keep me away from my weakness. You’d helped me grow into a better person, showed me a new breed of people, people who aren’t self-centred and in it to win it. Relationships that are not only based on sex, but rather the loving compassion of two and the yearning to be together. For you I will always be eternally grateful. If only you knew how amazing you are.
I will always love you Cuteness.