You broke up with me and requested a friendship. It’s only until now I feel able to be a true friend to you. But in reality, I still love you. Even though you might not have believed me down the road of the rocky relationship that we previously had, I’m really trying to be your friend out of the love I have for you. Even though it really kills me. In that month of not talking to you, I was mentally and emotionally preparing myself for this. But when I interact with you, it’s really hard to fight the urge to smile like a fool and kiss you. You are ever so dedicated, inspirational, and special to me that I can’t even fathom. My love for you transcends dimensions if not more.