Seven years later, and it still aches.
When I say your name I smile. When I tell a story about you I get the giggles.

You were the sweetest, most precious human in my life. You made my holidays memorable. Never in my life had I ever been treated so well.

You picked me up, we walked together, we talked, laughed, and held hands. For once I was actually Happy.

then it happened..
I broke down. I was broken.

I was the heart breaker, that never meant to destroy love. With each waking moment I charished "I Miss You"

To have that, meant something to me. To be missed. To be loved. There was so much going on that I did not know how to handle it.

I tried to fix it. I tried to renew our love.
I tried.

When you asked me "why do you keep coming out of nowhere?" I admit that I didn't know how to understand that. I took it as why do I keep coming around where I am not wanted.
But I was wanted.
I was always wanted.

Now I sit here. Dark as night. Feelings aside, and I cry over your name.
Maybe it is true that everything happens for a reason, I just wish I knew mine that started this all.

I'm sorry