Last night I thought about you. I thought about how much I miss you. I thought about how easy it would be to end this pain, I also thought about all the things that went wrong. I thought about why I left. I kept trying to figure out ways to make it better, but there were none. I thought all night, and nothing seemed to work. I had told you to move on. I wanted you to hate me, but now its killing me. I wish your silence wasn’t killing me, then maybe I could move on. Truth is I love you.