I love you.
I have told you this, just once. You told me, too.
We cannot be together. I understand this, I know. I get it. I agree.
But I love you.
You changed me in ways I never believed I could be changed. You challenged me when others nodded and agreed. You forced me to look at myself, really look at myself. You broke down my barriers easily, showing me in every word and action that I could trust you implicitly. I never had to second guess you. I never doubted you, not even for a second. You have changed my life in ways I’ll never tell you, because you hate all that soppy stuff, but it’s true.
You told me all the time, “I’m just a guy. I’m nothing special.”
Maybe not. You *are* just a guy.
But you are special to me, and I will never forget what we had. I will never forget how you made me feel.