I am still in love with you. You were my best friend for so long that I have only a sadness in my heart for you and me. I miss you so much at times, I find myself losing track of me. Why do youo hate me so much? Why did you let everyone come between us? Why did you let me go, and was it worth it? Are you in love now? Are you happy? My mind races with pictures of you and scenerios play out like short video clips in my head. I need to see you, to see for myself that I am dead to you forever. That I am no longer loved by you even in the littlest bit of your heart. My whole body aches for you, physically, mentally, spiritually. You completed me in so many ways, the same way I completed you. You can't deny it, because you know it is true. I am right here, you know, waiting for you to love me again, what's taking so long my beautiful lover?