I know I screwed up last time I saw you. I guess I wasn’t ready, emotionally. I really hope that wasn’t the last time we’ll see each other. You mean too much to me. I miss you. I wish the way you smell, the way you laugh, the way you make me laugh. I miss the way we fit together so well. I miss cuddling with you. I miss that the most. I miss being part of the adventure of your new life. I enjoyed being part of that journey, and I’m saddened that I may never get to see how it turns out. I still have hope for us. I still think we belong. I still think we’re meant to be. I still love you.
I miss us.