This is for you.

I don’t know if you’ll ever read this, but I’ll say it anyways. Maybe initially, it was the memories that rekindled my old feelings. But even you said that that first conversation was once, and our following ones were just us talking normally. Well talking to you and hanging out with you reminded me why I liked you so long ago. The way we clicked easily. How familiar you were. Just everything. It wasn’t just the memories.

Don’t tell me you forgot how I liked you on/off for months before we even went out. I guess that hasn’t changed in me. Maybe there’s something about you that I’ll always have a tiny thing for. Maybe it’s because you were my first love, and therefore impacted me more than anyone.

Either way, I guess if I’ve learned anything it’s that the past needs to be left behind. You’re nothing to me, again. I’m used to you being in my life for a bit, and then leaving again. Oh well.