I miss him so much, I can't even begin to explain it.
It's been so long, nearly four years, since I last saw
him.
I've had other crushes, danced with other guys, dreamt and
though and cried about other guys.
Yet still, he lingers. Always there, in the back of my mind.
I try so hard to forget, to get over him, and for a little while
I'm doing good.
But then I hear a song. Or see a picture. Or read a quote. Or
find an object. Or read a story. Or see a movie. Or see him on
Facebook. Or think.
And there he is again.
It hurts so much. I miss him so much.
I love him so much.