It was a cold night in December, I was walking around shopping with my friends, and happened to pass you and your new girlfriend. It was weird, your eyes lit up when you saw me, but mine got sad. It has only been a few months since we ended things. I'm still not used to not talking to you everyday, but at least you have found someone to take your mind off of me. The only thing that has taken you off my mind recently is God.

When I saw you, you probably noticed that I quickly looked away. If you are reading this know that I wanted to look longer, just to see what you would do, or what she would do. I miss you. My friends all began to hug me when they saw a tear shed down my face, I wasn't sad really, I just missed you. Plus it was hard seeing you with someone else. They attempted to comfort me by saying things like "She isn't even very pretty", or "You are so much better than her". I said thank you, but I knew that she was beautiful as well, and belittling her wouldn't make me feel any better.

Our eyes met for approximately 4 seconds, and it seemed as if our whole past flashed between our eyes. You still went on with your day though, as did I. Except it was different, you never for one second vacated my mind. Not that day, not the next day, and to be entirely honest you didn't leave my mind for awhile after that. Something must have taken over my mind because you just were not going anywhere.

The next day you called me, I hadn't received a phone call from you in over two months. My heart skipped a beat, although I got sad. You asked me how I was, I did the same. You told me all about her, how you thought you might be in love. You told me she was the first girl you have laid eyes on that was close to my comparison. I told you I was happy for you, and that I haven't quite found a new love yet. We basically created small talk for the rest of the conversation until you said that you had to go meet your mother for dinner. You said goodbye, and we both hung up the phone.

So many things that were left unsaid are still to this day lingering in my mind. I haven't spoken to you since, although I would do anything to tell you what I wanted to say but didn't. I am unsure if I will ever get the chance. So while its late at night and the thought of you is still on my mind I will let you know that when I claim that I am missing you it is an understatement.

You weren't my first love, and you won't be my last love, but you will always be a love that won't be forgotten. You made me happy, and rarely was I ever unhappy with you. You made my heart skip a beat, and I have never experienced that before. I wish things would have worked out between us, but our differences just could not comply. Thank you for being you.

A short story from the girl that's missing you.

XOXO Mic