hopeless romantic letters

sweet pain

Everyday I think about you.

Sounds silly, but it is very much true.

Anything between a memory, or what could have happened if we continued, or a scenario that will never come true.

Every hour I catch myself day dreaming of you. But what kills me is if you do the same thing too?

I don't want to know the answer, for I fear its not true. That you have moved on and haven't thought about me at all.

Last thing I said was, this is not a goodbye but a new hello. A hello to not keep us apart.

But for me to keep you in my life. Together or not. I will always love you.