I'll never forget when we first started talking.

You brought such a light into my life, a light I had never known before.

We talked all the time; we texted from the moment we woke up until the moment you went to bed (which was always earlier than me). I would stay up, though, into the wee hours of the morning thinking of you, thinking about our future, thinking about if I even stood a chance.

I didn't.

I never did, and I should have known that from the start, but it didn't stop me from falling in love with you.

I remember you telling me you weren't sure how to describe the way you loved me, and I told you that I knew the way I loved you. I was in love with you, totally and completely in love with you.

I remember that night I was at my uncle's house, and you called me. I remember sitting on the kitchen floor trying to hold back my sobs. I asked you if this was ever going to happen, if I even stood a chance and I got the answer I expected, but not the one I wanted to hear.

I understand now, more than I ever have, that from the very start we didn't stand a chance. I also understand that you did have feelings for me, and they confused you, and they scared you.

And for that, I hold no anger.

I want to apologize for the claw marks I left all over your life because I was unable to let go of what could have been.

You were my person.

Hell, you still are.

You broke my heart into a million pieces and apologized the whole time because it somehow seemed out of your control. You made the logical choice; you did what you had to, and you've found happiness, and I am happy for you.

Every time I see a post on Facebook or something on Instagram, and you are with them, my heart no longer shatters because I am so happy for you.

I guess this is more of a thank you note to you for everything you taught me.

I want to thank you for our phone calls and our time spent on FaceTime and our text messages.

I want to thank you for that picture you drew for me that still hangs up in my room.

You taught me what love was and that it moves beyond things that are romantic.

Love is when two people want the best for each other, and I want nothing but the best for you.

I have spent so much time being bitter about everything that had happened, and I have so many friends who hate to hear your name, but you changed my life.

Sometimes I look back on everything and feel a dull ache, and I am no longer sure if it's because we didn't work out or if it's because I picture myself in all that pain.

Thank you for still being my friend through it all.

I know how I love you; you're one of my best friends.

Thank You M.