I miss you, love.

Sometimes I crave that feeling that I had when you were there. I know we've both moved on and we're in our separate lives and I am as happy as you are. I just find myself lingering on our memories. I will never let go. I hope we can be friends... real friends. Not the angsty unstable sort of semi-friends we are now. I shared a great deal of my life with you, I hope it didn't go to waste. I loved you, I always will. I know you know that.