You’ll never see this. Gumbas is nothing like you, I find myself full of excitement when I talk with them, full of laughter. The thing is, that it breaks my heart. They’re nothing like you, I don’t like it. The thought of moving on from you makes my chest heart. I miss when you called my name, your hand that lingered on my face for too long. Your gaze that was wary of my reactions. I’m sorry I made you feel like you were being monitored. I’m sorry for my intensity, I’m sorry that I wanted you to surrender yourself to me just like I had. I’m sorry I wasn’t what you needed, and I’m sorry you weren’t what i needed. I want you to come back, but if you did, I don’t think we’d be the same. Change is scary, if you were to come back I don’t think it’d be better, it would be worse. I love you, I don’t know what this love is, I don’t know how it differs from yours, but I loved you. I’ll keep it past tense for now.