You'll probably never read this, and that's ok.

    I can only move on so much, but there's always those threads that can never be severed no matter how hard I want to. Times change, people change, but some feelings never change. The cold wind that flows through the hollow pits of my dead, empty heart continue to fan that small flame I had for you. Maybe it doesn't burn as bright as it used to, but nevertheless it burns. Despite all the pain and suffering that we've caused each other, it doesn't even register to me anymore. I look back and all I see were those beautiful moments shared together, sitting together at the park on new years watching the fireworks, riding bikes together in the pale moonlight, ordering take out and watching stupid movies together. It's memories like those that keep those threads firm and taut, and as much as I can't go back and correct my numerous mistakes, neither can I go back and stop those wonderful things from happening.

We've hurt each other, and we'll probably never go back to the way things were, and I can accept that.

But you'll always be the spark that keeps me from freezing to death

And I'll never regret what we had.