Its been three and a half years since you ended things. I’ve moved on and fallen in love with someone else, someone who loves me unconditionally. A lot of people would say you never loved or cared about me, otherwise you would’ve pursued the relationship I so longed for, but I disagree.

I don’t know if you loved me the way I loved you, I never will, but you cared about me. You always did.
The first thing you always asked was if I was okay, even though you were not.

You were the only person I’d look for in a crowded room. The only person whose opinion mattered. 

I meant everything I said; that I’d always care about you. I still think about you a lot, theres so many things that remind me of you it’s hard not to.

I think about you everytime I eat a custard cream. Whenever I smell joop aftershave. Everytime Champagne Supernova by Oasis comes on the radio.

I no longer wish I was with you, im not in love with you anymore (god knows how I got over that but I did). I will always have a love for you though, that will never go away.

Sometimes I wonder if you still think of me, and if you do what is it that reminds you of me. I wonder if you’ve met someone new, and if you talk to them about me, about us.

Look after yourself stranger.

Best wishes,
Twin Flame.