Some times people ask me, why do you love her still? I close my eyes and picture her in my mind, I see you on the day that I met you, I see her on our first date, our first kiss, that black dress, but most of all when I close my eyes I see your face and I see your smile, and I know that I love you still because its the right thing to do. It feels right to love you the way that I do. I don’t know really how to describe it but when I picture you loving you just seem right.

I ve made many mistakes, I am not someone who will not say no I haven’t but I have, I take responsibility for my actions that day that you left. I have replayed that moment in my life far too many times to not feel responsible for it. Was it a mistake to love you like I do? Perhaps. Perhaps I loved you too much and never saw the pain that was before me. I never saw the future because all I could see was you, your smile, your eyes, I can still close my eyes and picture you still, but its liking looking at photograph, all I see is that moment that instant when I saw that smile, I don’t see all the rest of what has occurred, all the pain and the hurt, the goodbyes left unsaid. All I see is your smile and your glow; I try not to think about his hands on you, his lips on yours, and his body next to you in your bed. You have come a long way and I am so proud of you, so proud to have been a small but memorable moment in your life, to me you are like a star burning bright for all to see. You eclipse everyone around you with your beauty and your grace, and for one brief and happy moment you lit up my life with your fire. You made me all the more better for it, and I loved you ever since. For all those things that I did wrong and I failed to do. I am sorry, I love you.