i love you.
i do.
i am not
in love with you. i
love you.
i think you embody everything that i look for,
i think you are my kind of 'perfect'
i think it was a shame that i never got to prove it.
but things are the way they are, if things weren't meant to be, they weren't meant to be.
i am wonderfully grateful that i had the chance to meet you,
that i had the chance to be your friend.
i think you are an amazing person,
i think you are one of the nicest people there are,
i think you are warm hearted,
i think you have a kind soul,
i think you have a face for a smile.
you put others before yourself,
i think that is one of the nicest things someone can do.
i will miss you, a lot.
i don't want to say goodbye,
it will be hard to say goodbye,
i will miss you,
and i hope you will miss me too.
i don't want to say goodbye in a month.
p.s. whoever is lucky enough to have you, and understand just how perfectly special you are, well, whoever it is, is going to be the luckiest person in the world.
i love you.