I love you. I love more than the moon loves the sun. I love you more than the sky loves the sea: the horizon is where you'll find me. Waiting for you.

I will always wait for you, and I find safety in knowing that for a moment: you'll wait for me.

I'm afraid of losing you. I'm afraid of losing myself. If I lose you, I lose a piece of myself. But sometimes I feel like I'm losing you anyway, no matter how hard I try. It scares me. Not knowing you is not knowing who I am, either.

My hearts breaks for you all, but I weep for you. I weep over what I've done and what I didn't do (and should have)...out of everyone, you have always been that one who was always more special. Maybe we weren't best friends all the time, but we were family. We are still family, aren't we? I hope so. I think one day we won't talk as much, but you told me you want to keep in touch for the rest of our lives...so if you still want that...maybe we can.

But know that I always will love you. Always, okay?