The moment I realised when I fell in love with you again, after I had ‘gotten over you’ because you didnt feel the same way about me:

I hadn’t seen you for 3 weeks, hardly texted you for 2 of those weeks, I had that sudden rush when you wanted to take me for a drive in your car. It was so unbelievably nice for me to sit there listening to how you had taken the air filter off your car, how you had gotten new music, how you only smoked rollies, generally just chatting like you had never chatted to me before. Then you came over mine with our other friend, we had fun, socialised, she left, you stayed, you slept over and instead of waking you I left you asleep. You looked so peaceful you were shockingly beautiful. I left you there for 7 hours, going about my usual things while you slept. It was only after you woke and left to go back to your flat was when I had that heartbroken feeling again.

I have come to realise that I can’t live without you. Your presence makes me feel whole. I’m the best person in the world when I’m with you.

It’s just too bad that you don’t feel the same way because I know we would be amazing, and I even think that you know we would be amazing because you never deny it when people ask are we dating or when people say we make a great couple. Even when you have a gf already.

But its okay, I have the patience of a saint. I can wait, and I will wait … I love you.