The thing is I don’t think I will ever get over you, and I’m not sure if I want to. I don’t want to find someone knew, I don’t want to meet someone else. I don’t want to kiss lips that aren’t yours, sleep beside a body that isn’t yours. I want to hold your hand, I want to hear your laughter, I want the sound of your voice, and be sitting beside you in the car. I want my future to be with you, only you. I want it to be you. Always.