Hi it's me the idiot girl who fell in love with you.
As much as I don't like admitting this, I can no longer refuse to call it to the surface after 6 long years of mentally denying it. I wish I hadn't; fallen in love with you that is. I thought after what happened I could easily cut you out and try to forget, but I say this honestly now, that never really happened in my heart. You don't have to worry though as much as my heart breaks and hurts I won't confess to you. I will continue to play the role of "friend" and pick up my pieces after. I will keep it locked inside me and one day, hopefully, I won't be the idiot girl anymore. I will have let go and moved on. But I'm not her now; as much as I would like. Cause here I am still in love with you. The memories I have of us are joyous but laced in pain. When I delve into them it's like I willingly place my heart into the fire...... I can't help it. Sometimes I wonder was any of it ever real? You made me question my value. Even to this day I shy away from intimacy and others that may try to get to know me. And you know why? Because it's your face I see, it's the way YOU make me feel that I feel. They can't compare. Then I wonder will I be like this forever? Even when you lied to me, even when you began walking away, I still loved you, I still love you. Sometimes it's hard to look at your face. As we have begun to be friends again, I find myself holding back. Reminding myself not to go back there again. As much as I still love you, I know that it is just as much you still don't love me. I have been asking God lately to help me when it comes to you. I pray that He would change THE WAY I love you. I have asked Him to help me see you as a brother, but He made me realize that first I must be willing to give up all the feelings I have for you now. My grip is a lot stronger than I thought so it is going to take some time. There are moments I physically remove myself from you so I can be firmly planted on the ground again. Believe me when I say I am trying. I don't want you to be constantly worried if I will like you again, although I have admitted to loving you this isn't what you have to watch out for. This is a me thing. This is a path I have to walk and funnily enough I have to walk it alone. You can't fix it, you can't prevent it. Only I can. So I will continue to love you at a distance until my grip loosens and my love is able to change. You don't need to worry, I've got this. Continue being you and I will continue being me. Eventually the knots will untangle and we will both be set free.