My I don't know what you are to me anymore, Troye,
I must admit, he is cute... You have good taste, boo. But do you remember us? We were cute too.
Remember the Christmas of our first mistletoe kiss? Because I do. I even had Grace take a sneaky photo that I was going to frame and give to you... Before it all went downhill...
Remember how you looked at me? I looked in your eyes and I could just see the sky. It was beautiful, just like you.
I could never forget the way your eyes shined. When something you loved was in front of them, I never wanted to look away.
They used to shine like that when you looked at me.
I remember how we used to stay up late when you were homesick. We would ruin our body clocks just to sink into your old timezone for a few days, just to make you happy again...because your smile meant the world to me.
I could never forget so easily, as much as you think I did.
I should not have been drinking that night. I should not have taken him to our bed. I should of stopped myself...but the shots were stronger than my judgment that night.
I remember that being the first time the shine wasn't in your eye when you saw me. There was only hurt and betrayal... I ruined the shine in your eye.
It was all my fault.
Troye, I know you hate me. I know I far from deserve a second chance, but I beg. I see how happy you look in that picture with that boy, but it isn't the same happy we had all that time ago.
I just want to see that shine.
I'm sorry,
Tyler
