I miss you💙

I’ve thought about you every day since you left. When people bring you up, I don’t react. If they say they miss you, I stay quiet, but that doesn’t mean I don’t. I miss you more than I can put into words and I kind of hate it. It’s been months now and when I think I’m over you, here you are creeping back into my thoughts.

When I told you I had feelings for you, I felt slightly relieved even though I was mostly embarrassed and confused. There were moments when the way you looked at me felt like something out of a movie, like the way someone looks at a person they love. But your reaction made me question all of that. Maybe I read it wrong. Maybe I didn’t.

I don’t know what held things back… maybe timing, maybe age, maybe something else entirely. Whatever it was, I feel a little foolish, and I’m sorry if my feelings ever made you uncomfortable.

I know I still have a lot of growing and living to do. I just wanted to say this. I hope life is treating you well handsome.