It would likely be wrong for me to admit how many times I think about us. About this summer, being your girl and kissing you and acting like we were dating. Kissing at stoplights, piggyback rides, "watching" movies, cuddling, long drives with you hanging your head out the window, singing at the top of your lungs. And in each of those moments, I fell more and more in love with you. If you only knew the things I'd give up or do to have stayed with you, like that, forever. I loved you. I know I said it and you did, but I don't know if you really understood what that meant to me. you were my world for those couple of weeks. I hated when you had to leave, and I loved the long days we could spend together. And you never understood what you were to me. I didn't think anyone could ever love me like you did. You were willing to sacrifice anything, even what you wanted, so that I would be happy. Because you cared. And now, I stand, no boy in my life, knowing you were the best I ever had and for now, the best I'm going to get. Sometimes I think maybe I took that time for granted, that I should have realized sooner what I had. But I knew what I had I met you last summer, and suddenly, I was someone new. You made me better, you made me want to be better. I loved that night with you and I wish I could relive it a million times over. Because that was the night my life changed. 

Now for better or for worse, that completely depends on the reader's perspective. I know Brianna and my parents didn't like you, but I also know that I knew what I was getting into and that I loved it. 

But here we are. Nearly three months and a thousand miles later, and everything's changed. You are the first boy that I once loved, and you are my best friend. Nothing could be more special to me than that. you are someone new, and I've been on dates. But honestly, it doesn't get any easier. there are still days I walk through the halls at school and wish you were here with me. There are still nights I miss your arms around me. But I knew that things happen the way they do for a reason. I know that it was not chance or a coincidence that I met you that night. And I know that, as hard as it is, I'm a thousand miles away for good reason. I don't know what that reason is yet, but I know I'll figure it out. 

The way I loved you was not simple or naive. I meant every word of it, and I wish every day that I could be there again. You were the most important things to me, someone I unintentionally gave my whole heart to, who became my world.

                                                                       I will never forget you.