I know that I’m stupid for still loving you. I know that nothing would ever be the same even...

I know that I’m stupid for still loving you. I know that nothing would ever be the same even if we picked up from where we left off. I know that we are both tired from fighting for this. I know that we shouldn’t have given up. I know that we should have just stayed. I know that we will see each other again someday. I know that we will speak to one another again someday. I know that we always want more even when we have something that could keep us content. I know that even when we think we hate each other for all the pain we have put ourselves through we will still always care. I know that you still love me. I know that you always have. I know that even when you claim you have replaced my memory with the feeling of a new lover that my touch will always be one that you can never seem to rid of from your skin. I know that we will forgive each other for all of this someday. I know that we will look back on all those short moments we had together and never understand how we could have let them go so easily. I know that at one point we were happy. I know that what we always wrote about was exactly what we had. I know that there is a part of us that still wants this. I know that I still love you. I know that I never stopped loving you, and I know that I never will.