How do you just fall out of love? One moment everything is rainbows and butterflies, and the next minute it just isn’t. It's sadness, and anger, and every emotion all at once. A sequence of events from the happiest of times to the worst of times.

First, I thought you were just cute.

I met you through mutual friends. You were just a pretty face to look at. Nothing less, nothing more.

Then you became someone I waited for a text from.

I waited, and waited and waited for that text. That one text that could say anything, literally anything, to make me smile and feel something.

Next, you were someone my mind couldn’t stop thinking about.

As soon as I woke up until the moment that I fell asleep, you were on my mind. Eating breakfast, going on a run, you never left it.

You made me feel wanted.

We went to the movies, hung out in my basement. It didn’t matter where we were, as long as we were together.

Not to mention, you’re who my friends would ask me about.

“How is what’s his face doing?” “Are you hanging out with your boy tonight?” “Do you miss him already?”

In addition, you became my best friend.

I could tell you everything. I knew whatever I told you was between you and me. You were a safe zone.

But then, we started fighting.

First, over where to go to eat. Then it got a little harder. We fought over everything. We got too attached. We wanted every secret, every problem to come up.

In light of it all, it was too good to be true.

We loved each other. We were in love. But the love couldn’t last. We couldn’t live off of just that. You went away after that, left me alone like I asked.

Now, we don’t talk.

Ever. We don’t communicate via phone, email, or Facebook. I deleted you on social media. I felt this would make things easier. It didn’t help then, it doesn’t help now.

I was wrong.

Who knew that someone who could make you so happy could make you so sad? And I miss you. I miss the way you made me feel safe, at home, at ease. You made me feel human, alive, and happy. And now I just think of you, and how you’re doing, and if you've moved on. And I miss you.