So I'm in love with that girl. Not the one I know now, but the one I used to know. She's with a man that makes her happy and that I can't honestly amount to. She told me she used to love me, and I wish I had had the sense to fucking realize that. Now it's too late, and I haven't been able to get over her. It's been four years, and I still can't lay it to rest. She says she wants me in her life as a friend, but its so painful. My heart is fucking broken and I must be too to keep wanting to put us through this sickeningly painful charade. Thank god I have Bon Iver to listen to.
Peace.