And that’s the thing: I don’t think I have moved on at all. After all this time, I’m still waiting for the day when we’ll be able to work things out again. I’m waiting for the day when we can just be together and have each other to our own. You’re still the one I love and the one I want to be with— you cross my mind every single damn day.

Do I feel stupid for feeling this way about you even after all that we’ve been through? Do I feel stupid for waiting on something that’s not going to happen? Do I feel stupid for comparing you to other people and realizing that they’re not you? Yes, I do and I can’t help it.