Memories

Dear Tiffany, Two weeks ago to this day, I told you, the girl I loved for God knows how long, my affections for you. I remember the moment when all hope was lost. As I lay passed out but awake, I heard your phone ring. From the way you talked, I knew you were talking to her boyfriend. You talked and talked and I just laid there, unable to tune it out, unable to ignore it. From the way you said I love you at the end of the conversation, I knew you really did love him. The next morning, I don't know why I did it, but I told you I liked you. I tried on many other occasions, but each time was a failure. I don't know why I told you that morning, maybe I was still a little high from the previous night, maybe it was the lack of sleep, maybe I felt I still had hope, but I told you and I don't regret what I said. I guess I need closure; I needed to hear from you that it was time to move on. I wished I had said more than just "I like you". I wanted to say so much more; to tell you how always makes me smile, to tell you how you inspire me to do new and wonderful things, to tell you that you make me a better person, to tell you that your grace and beauty is uncompromising, to tell you strong and strong-minded you is, to tell you how grateful I am to know you, to tell you I love you with all my heart, but it was hard enough saying those three words. That’s the only thing I regret. ~Sam