I still have thoughts of you. Quite often than I should. But I couldn't help it. I just find myself awake and thinking about all of our small encounters like it meant so much more now than it was yesterday.

I wonder if your thoughts were ever the same and for a second that I wonder, I saw your name lit up, then I knew you thought of me too.

You're leaving and it's hard for me to take that in. Just a day that you are gone and I could feel your absence like a part of me wishes you were still around to make sure I was ok. You've been great and I won't forget that you were the one who saw something in me. You believed in me and gave me the chance to start a new. It was a terrifying change but you helped me out through it.

And I won't forget the night we said our goodbyes. The warm and affection of your touch as you warp yourself around me was just too much to take. I wanted it to last longer but I couldn't. I just couldn't.