"I'll always love you for all you are and all that you'll be."

I miss those days when gymboree leggings were fashionable. When you told your teddy everything. When there was only crushes and not relationships. Way back when before my heart was even breakable. Or at least back to when we became inseparable.

"I dont miss you as much as I miss the feeling that I got around you."

"I'll never forget the things you {|[never]|} said."

I let myself,
let you,
tear me up inside,
rip my heart out,
cry all night,
play me,
take you back,
again.
put me last,
put you first,
wait on you,
be there for you,
LOVE YOU...
and what am I to you?
I find myself [still] guessing.

"Strength shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over."

We have to experience sadness in order to enjoy happiness

And all I did was love you. I may have sucked at it at times, but I always loved you.

I can't help but wonder.. was I ever really in love with you? Or was I in love with the pain? The exquisite pain of wanting someone so unattainable.

So maybe I'm a masochist but either way I know no matter what, what we have will never be found elsewhere.