One of my favorite poets, F Scott Fitzgerald, once said 'there are all kinds of love in this world, but never the same love twice'. And that's where we went wrong- where I went wrong, and I blame myself. It's hard to smile today. My whole being is just so sad. Lost. Empty. Lifeless. I've been trying to keep myself busy to get my mind off of you, but nothing helps. Even when I sleep, you're waiting for me there in my dreams. I can't escape you. This is harder than I imagined. I guess that's when you know it was real. My heart is outside of my body; Like a fish outside of water, flopping around on the shore; confused, panicked, essentially slowly dying. That's what this feels like. Do you remember when I picked you up for the first time, and we went driving around? I dropped you off, and the second I arrived home, you called me and told me to come back. You looked at me like I was your whole world. I knew I loved you right then and there. Our first kiss was so blissful, I never felt anything so perfect. You said I didn't love you, but you're so wrong. God, so wrong. I'm sorry I hurt your heart. That was never my intention. I'm so broken myself, my hurt wore off on you. I know you and I, we were never meant to be. Although it felt so good and so right, I guess we just weren't meant to be. But damn, we could have been something really beautiful, you know? I hope she makes you happy. And I hope she remembers that you don't like any condiments on your food. I hope she treasures your infectious little laugh. The way you smirk. The way you say 'hmm'. The way you instantly fall asleep when she lays next to you, because you're not alone, and someone next to you makes you feel safe and comfortable. I hope she makes you smile, and makes your heart glow. And I hope you love her like you once loved me.  Forever in my dreams.