I have always loved you. You don't know it, I don't know if I could ever tell you. But something big happened today.

Today, you left.


I didn't know until late, and when I found out. . . I looked for you. I entered your room, which was stripped of everything about you. I looked for some semblance of you. Something to remind me you were real because, for a moment, I feared you weren't real. I found something, a strip of paper with seven digits on it. A phone number. I know it wasn't yours, there was no reason for you to leave it here. I thought I knew whose it was.

I called it.

There was no answer.


I thought of you today.

It's been weeks since you left. I know you've moved on. You've shown me as much online.

I wish I had been brave enough to tell you. I wish I could've seen your face when I told you.


I saw your grey text today. It wasn't in a message for me. It was part of a group.

I don't think you know I'm part of it.

I keep going over your words. The familiar capital letters that signified your shouting. That's all you did.

I always loved it.


I tried to move on today. I went on the date my best friend forced me to go on. As the night went on, I couldn't stop thinking of you. Of your face. How I wish you were the one sitting across from me.

Your single now.

So why can't you look at me?


I saw you today. You didn't see me. I noticed you were with someone.

I heard you yelling at him. You were blushing while you did.

I know that means you like him.

You left together. He saw me.

He knows.


I talked to him today.

He told me you're doing well.

He said we'd talk again, sometime.

I see why you like him, but I can't let you choose him over me.

I'm acting like I had a choice.


I found out you were sick today. That you have been most of your life. They told me you're dying.

I hope they're lying.

I know they aren't.

Please, don't leave me.


You died today.

I found out from him. He was crying. So was I. We cried for you, for the things you missed.

I hope he doesn't leave me like you did.


Today, I saw you. You're pale body lying beautifully in a casket.

He was there, too.

We went to your casket together. We told you we love you.

Is it too late for me to say that?


I visited your grave today. I sat in front of it and thought you. He saw me. He said he was coming to do the same. We sat together, in front of your grave.

He put his hand over mine. I squeezed his.

We told you we loved you.

He left flowers.


Today is your birthday. We celebrated it together.

Is it wrong to do that?


He told me he loved me.

I told him I loved him, too.

I was thinking of you the whole time.


We did it. I thought I had forgotten you.

I said your name instead of his.

He started to cry.

We broke up.


Today, I realized I love him. You were perfect but now you're gone.

I'm going to see him.

He was with someone else.


I'm alone again.

Today, I realized that.

I think I'll end all of it today.


I see you. You shine in front of me. You told me you heard me. You said he's not far behind. I can't wait to see him.

Here he comes.

We walk hand in hand into the light.