I have tried everything under the sun to move on. I’ve thrown myself into my studies and my job, tried new things and hobbies, went on dates with other people, had sleepovers with my friends, made new friends, literally everything–and I still miss you. I remember the good times and the bad. I remember your dorky laugh and I’m sure you remember mine. I remember the jokes and the fights. I remember everything. I would do anything to get those moments with you back or to at least go back and feel them again. It’s been over 2 years and it still feels like there’s a hole in my chest because you took my heart with you when you left.
I’m with someone else now but I don’t love him and every time I kiss him, I think of you. It’s not fair for him, I know that. I’m sure a great guy like you has a girl of his own and I hope you’re happy and not struggling like I am. As much as I wish I was her I know you deserve so much better than a person like me. I’m pathetic for missing you but I hope at least one of us is happy.