It’s been three weeks now since we last talked, and yet I remember every word she told me. It’s been three weeks, yet I can’t stop thinking about her. Three weeks. That was when we last talked. She said she had a friend that liked her and wanted to become more. I only wish that I was that friend. I was glad we were able to talk for that week and that will be the best week of my life. I thought I found my true love, only to find out that maybe it wasn’t meant to be and that I would be telling myself this in a journal. I only wish we could have talked longer. She was the best thing to ever happen to me. I thought I finally found someone who truly cared. And she did, yet sometimes, sadly so I must let her go and be happy. Maybe one day we will meet again, and I will be the happiest person on the planet. I just only wish we had longer. She made me feel in a way I had never felt before. Love. But even the greatest feelings must come to the end at some point. I hope she finds that right person and that she will be as happy as I was when we talked. That’s what she deserves. I love her so much, and I guess that’s why it is so hard to let go. I just hope she will be as happy as I was when we first spoke and that she becomes successful in every aspect of life, because she deserves it. She was the best thing to ever happen to me and I hope she always knows that. I will always care for her no matter where she may be, and I hope she knows that I love her. All I can do now is pray for her best and that she is happy. At least with knowing that I can always be content. The only regret I will ever have is not being able to have her one more day to listen to what she has to say and tell her what I want to say. I just hope she knows that I will always care and love her until my ultimate death. Life has a cruel way of teaching you, and maybe this is another road I have to take. I just wish she would have been able to travel it with me. She will always have my unconditional love and I hope that she may give me the same.