Dear Matthew,

So maybe we were young.
Maybe I was a little naive,
And you were silly.
So, you didn't love me?
That I know. /We/ never went any where.
/We/ never even existed.

But honey, you're still my first love.
Whether you loved her, and only thought I was a friend.
All those fourth period sciences, I worshiped those times.
I see you now, and it's like I'm not there.

But I don't mind. I really don't.
Because you gave me so much.
Maybe you made me loose my best friend,
Maybe you tore me apart. But thank you.
Because love always has some pain and loss.