I miss you. I'm forgetting you little by little and I don't want to. It's so hard for me to accept. I know I'm the one who pushed you out of my life but this irrational part of me wants you to reach out to me in desperation. I'm not even fixated on romance anymore; I'd be cool with being friends. We'd work well as friends, probably better than as romantic partners. F*** I miss you and the way you made me laugh so hard. You and E are the only two people who have gotten to me, down to my core.
I just hope that some force in the universe will bring us back together someday.