so, is this weird? its been three months since we last texted. well since I last texted you. I told myself it would help, it would be easier to forget you and move on with my life. but I haven't, I can't. every time I think its working im pulled back in. with a smile, a laugh or a joke thats never intended for me. you don't do it for me anymore and although it hurts. seeing you happy, regardless if its with me or not it makes living so much more worth while. I've slowly realised you will always be the one that got away.
you will always be my right person, wrong time.
and ill always be your wrong person, right time.
I wish I could tell you all these things in person, but im on a plane to god knows where. I can't imagine living in our small city knowing you're so close yet so far from me. god, im moving countries to try and escape my feelings for you. but I know they'll follow me. no matter how far or close I am to you. and thats the harsh reality I keep pushing to the back of my head. squashing it down like my overflowing suitcase.
thank you for teaching me so much. for teaching me how to stick up for myself. for showing me how to love, openly and with no regrets. for making me laugh till my sides ached. for making me feel this middle school butterflies whenever you looked at me. for showing me the real you, even if you didnt mean too. for opening up to me and allowing me to do the same.
I love you, always W.L.
in another lifetime right?
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an, before my friends think this about a certain someone. ITS NOT. ok thats all.
