i know you told me to move on. i’m sorry. i can’t seem to move on no matter how much i try. i haven’t loved anyone else the way i love you. i re-listen to your voice messages to feel comforted by the sound of your voice. i cling on to the smallest objects you give me to keep a piece of you. i educate myself too much on all of your interests because i want to know what you like. i can promise you right now i would be such a good girlfriend if you just gave me a chance. i know how much you crave to be in a relationship, and i know you like someone right now (sometimes i hope it’s me but let’s be for real, it’s probably not), but i always hear you talk about how you’re so single and i just wish you would open your eyes to what’s in front of you. i could give you all the love in the world, i could treat you so well, i could give you everything you deserve if you just let me. please.