I’m finally getting up the courage to write about her. And about you. And about how I feel about her and you. When I think about it, I have an empty ache in my chest. I think about the things we did together and wonder if you’re doing the same things with her like you did with me. I’m not still in love with you. I know that I love the person you were when you were with me. But damn, it sure is hard when you still look like the same person and you aren’t with me. Maybe I’ll write more and maybe I won’t. I just hope she treats you better then I ever could. And my god, I hope she was worth it.
— Please don’t take his smiles for granted. -gaa