I love her. And after memories fade I want there to be some reminder.
She has occupied such a central and fundamental part of my life, and has given me things that will never be replaced.
She matters to me more than anyone before and she will always have a place in my heart.

Being without her fills me with an aching loneliness, an emotional impact that isn’t present verbally. I’m desperate not to lose the feeling of holding her, and being held. To not retain the experiences we shared and the little things that were unique to us.

Boo.

I’m writing through continuous tears, knowing that will be left unanswered. I long, more than anything, so have the reply. To read a comment and again know it’s her. To open an email with even that single word response, or to answer the phone and hear her speak. I long for the confirmation that I’ll see her again. I long to hold her hands and stare deeply into her eyes. To curl up, intertwined and to feel her heart beat. It’s something in which I’ll never lose hope.

She is truly special and I was truly stupid. I didn’t listen and remember, and I broke my promise.

I just lost the greatest person I know. We were committed, we belonged to each other, and that just makes it worse.

I’m so sorry K. If ever one day ‘it’ does become enough to take that chance again, it’d make me so happy. You hold the key to my heart.

Always and Forever in heart and mind.