I miss our semi-drunken conversations. I miss listening to you ramble on about sciencey stuff that interests you. I miss us being friends. I miss talking to you. But it had to end. When I let you go as a lover, I had to let you go as a friend. I couldn't hurt you like that. I couldn't let you watch as I go out and live my life when you wanted to live it with me. I couldn't take you along when I wanted and leave you when I wanted. It wasn't fair. I'm selfish. And you deserve better. I loved you. But my love is too much. It's an unfair love. Maybe I'm just a psychopath. I don't know. But I do know that I miss you and I wish you were still in my life. I wish you could have been my best friend.
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