I still love
you...
I remember
when we met. It was early December.
On Facebook, we started talking. It started with 'Hey',
and 'What's up'.
I was playing the piano, and you were playing the violin.
As the days past we learned more and more about each other and
our lives.
One December 13th, you asked me to go to the movies with you.
Unfortunately, I couldn't go. I was going to Hershey Park
with my family that night.
On December 14th I found out from a friend that you liked me.
You really liked me, and we both became the happiest we'd
been in a long time.
When we were just about to finally meet, I got the flu.
After three days of being sick, I finally was better, and I
finally met you.
We didn't talk much, you were shy and sweet. But we walked
together.
Time passed, and we talked more and more, and we become close
friends.
On the 20th we were talking and I was getting ready for a Glee
Club concert.
You surprised me by coming and telling my how beautiful I
looked.
You sat in the front row for 3 hours, just to see me sing with a
large group of people.
Finally, the next day, the 21st I asked you out. You said
yes.
I felt my heart skip several beats. Finally, that tunnel of
darkness ended.
You were the light in my life. You made me smile everyday and
made me feel perfect.
That all came to an end on the 25th. Life was getting to you.
You couldn't handle a relationship right now. I couldn't
believe what I was reading.
I was crushed, but later you told me the real reasons why.
Your life was hard, and always has been. I understood, and
everything was okay.
I was wrong. It wasn't okay. We weren't crushes
anymore.
Slowly, we grew apart. We eventually stopped talking
permanently.
Now, you're with another girl. She's more important than
I ever would've been.
I wish I could change that day. I wouldn't have asked you
out.
Maybe then, things would be different. I'd go back and change
it, but I can't.
December of 2012 is a month I will never forget.
You changed me life. At first it was a good thing, but then the
cold days became dark.
I go back to December all the
time.
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