I realize now that…
I’ll always text you first.
I’ll want to cry when I hear this really stupid song that reminds me of you.
I will never see you.
I’ll miss you.
I would have always cared about you so much more than you were ever willing to let yourself care for me.
I will never be the one you pick.
I will want to talk to you every day,
I also realize that, now…
Although a part of me will always hold on to you–
I will no longer wait for you.
And you will be the best almost love, I ever had.