I miss you. I miss your touch. Your love. Your hugs. The way you made me know life was going to be ok. I miss you even though I know you don't miss me. I love you even though you don't love me. Our relationship mattered to me. Your love mattered to me. Because in my life you mattered to me. And even though you've succeeded at forgetting me, I will never forget you. I carry you around in my heart and I will always do that. Even though you really don't deserve to be there, I can't pluck you out. In my heart you're safe and you're warm and you're a success and you're loved. I know that it will kill me forever, for you to be there. But there you will stay. I know that just because I love you, doesn't mean you have to love me. I know that just because you're my best friend, doesn't mean I am yours. I am sorry I wasn't enough for you to pick me. I'm sorry you swept me up in the most convincing lie that you loved me. I'm sorry I can't move on as easily as you have. I'm just a girl that loves you. Without any pressure or problems. Just love. It will never turn to hate because that's not me. I won't become bitter and cold. I won't become full of hate and anger. I love. That's who I am. And it's ok that you don't feel that way. It's ok that you walked away. But I will not hate you. I will not forget you. You brought me too much happiness, to ever try to put you in a box and forget about. But that's ok too. And I know I'll always bleed inside. And that it will hurt through my day and nights. And maybe one day soon when I've paid off my debts and I leave, maybe you'll find a whisper of a moment when you remember something I said or did that made you feel complete. But maybe you won't. And that's ok. I love you. And that's ok too.