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Call me crazy, I know. I love him. 3 years is a long time to have someone in your life. I keep dreaming of the multiplying though. No one makes me feel the way he does. I’ve messed up though. I’ve sat here and let something amazing maybe go out of reach. I wonder daily will it work. I sit up at night crying at the thought of losing him. Do I press on and keep the hope? Do I give up and hope that someone else comes along. Everyone says to move on look past it. They don’t know how it feels. I’ve moved on before, but it wasn’t this. I feel a connection to him. One that can’t be broken. Call me a child not knowing of love. I’ll let you have your opinion; although, it doesn’t make your opinion correct. You look at our past and say its not worth it. To me its worth the world. I’ll cry as many times as I have to if it means at the end of the day he’s mine. I don’t want something else. I don’t want the idea of knowing there is someone out there. How do you look for someone you’ve lost? I don’t want to settle for something that’s not in my heart. He’s taken the key and even if he decides not to use it, I’ll still stand at the edge of the sea hoping. Waiting with my arms wrapped around my legs, sitting in the sand. Hoping that the magic bottle with the paper with three words floats up. How long will I wait? Will you stand beside me as a friend and stick with me? Will you leave and say it’s not worth it? You choose what you decide, but I am going to sit here and wait until the tide takes me away. I love him. Simply put. There is no other words that can describe what’s on my mind.