a love letter to the one person who cared enough to call it quits

writing this on here because i know you'll never see it:

i miss you.

i miss the stolen kisses before the bell, josie making fun of us and us just laughing it off. i miss when we used to hold hands out in the snow, without a care in the world, just you and i.

i remember that day at the mall, when we weren't even together yet, and you laid your head on my shoulder on the way home. i remember feeling light-headed, giddy with happiness at your warmth beside me.

then when we got home, you were just as affectionate, if not more. i remember you cuddling into me while we watched that one anime josie's really into, not really even paying attention to it, because how could i pay attention when you were *right there*? i remember the way you made me feel loved.

you don't know what i'd give to feel that again.

now i'm left wondering: was it all for nothing? was it seriously all for nothing? that day in the library, the cuddles on the floor, that had to count for something, right?

right?

it hurts every time i have to walk past you and think, "we used to be way more than friends". it genuinely makes me feel sick.

i still love you. i know you don't feel the same way, but i still love you, and i probably always will.

i miss you, and i still love you.

xo,

moss