I Think A Part Of Me Will Always Love You And That’s OK

Your mom texted me the other day. We talked for a while and with every text a new memory of us flooded my memory. I found out that you haven’t been with anyone since we ended years ago. That left me filled with so many questions, so many emotions. How could a guy like you be single? You’re perfect.

That was weeks ago, but now everything reminds me of you, again. I thought I was finally over you, but I’m starting to realize that a part of me will always be in love with you.

I think a part of me will always be in love with your smile, the way it always started as a smirk and ended up lighting up a whole room. I think a part of me will always love the way the veins on your arm always stood out and showed everyone just how strong you were. I think a part of me will always love the way you showed me off to your family. A part of me will always love how you made me feel so safe, so comfortable, so confident in myself. A part of me will always love the way you were so intelligent, so athletic, and rightfully a little cocky. A part of me will not only always love you, but also your family.

I know a part of me will always love every part of you.

You were the first boy I loved, but clearly not the last. Yet here I am still hoping that you still think about me. That one day you’ll realize that it has always been me. That one day the timing will be right for us. That one day we can start over and live the life we planned. Because if you asked for another chance, my answer would be “for you, a million times over.”