Dear you,
Hi. I've been thinking about you a lot the past few days. I know it's been 8 months since we broke up, and 2 months since I've seen you, but I still miss you. They say it takes time to move on. It's been 8 months, and I finally thought I had. You moved away. I moved on. And then your birthday came around. Time has brought up all of the wonderful memories we shared. From our first kiss 4 years ago, to losing our virginity together 20 months ago, to falling in love, to everything we ever had and felt.
I miss cuddling. You always said you felt closest when we cuddled together. I always said it was during our intimate throws of passion. I now realize you were right. I would give anything to feels your arms around me, to feel your warmth, and be in the safety of your familiar scent.
I had sex for the first time with someone else a few weeks ago. It made me miss you. I love you so much.
