I hate her because you're with her now. I hope she realizes how lucky she is to have you, and that you're not like the rest. You're that kind of boy that every girl wishes she had. I miss you more than anything and now all I can do is remember the times we had together and wait until you realize that we're made for eachother and for you to tell me like you use to that you never, ever want to be without me. I can't help it--I still love you.
