I still love you
I fell in love with you almost four years ago, a few months after I met you.
It's been more than two years since we didn't speak. Before de saw each other every day and talked about what we liked or what we thought about the future. I will never forget the special moments we lived, like the day you wrote your Instagram on my arm or the class project we did together. I also won't forget the hugs you gave me every day. Thanks to you, my days became more enjoyable.
I still keep your phone number, but I've never had the courage to tell you anything. I was always a coward. I feel like at some point you also felt that way for me. I don't know if it's too late to talk, but I don't think I can forget you. The pandemic ruined everything and I don't know if you'll want to see me again.
(sorry for my bad English, it's not my main language, but I wanted to leave my thoughts written somewhere to vent, and I dare not write it in my language).