Three years ago today.
That's when you asked me to be yours.
I said "Of course!"

You were kind to me.
You were perfect for me.
You were mine.

We spent three weeks together.
All day, every day.
Just you and me.

We were as happy as can be.
Then you had to leave.
It was so hard to see you walk away.

Watching you leave tore me apart.
It made me break down and cry.
And I cried all night.

You called me that night.
You called to cheer me up.
To make my tears stop.

Three months later I knew.
I knew I loved you.
You knew I loved you.

I told you four months after.
Four months exactly.
And you said "I love you too."

One month later.
You proposed.
I squealed "Yes!"

Two months later.
You broke me.
You ripped my heart out.

To this day.
You will always have a part of me.
Just one small part.

I still love you.
If only you felt the same.