I scared myself
today.
The fact that once I heard you
may
be in trouble or
hurting, even just a teeny bit, I ran to you and didn't have
a second thought.
All I could think about was protecting you and making sure no one
hurt you.
It showed me that even now, almost over a year later, I'm
still just as in love with you.
I don't want to be.
You don't love me and I know that.
I know we are done and we have been for a long time.
But I can't let you go.
Because when I told you I was sure about being with you, even
though I had another option so to speak, that you were the one
for me, that I loved you,
I wasn't lying nor
exaggerting.