Everytime I think of the kind of person you were, my heart aches. You were the type of person who was so lucky to have met. But also the type of person I was never meant for.
Relationship isn't supposed to be perfect and I know that now. I failed to grasp that concept two years ago and now it's too late. I am too late to get why you asked for that space from us, why you said we weren't ready for each other but you said you'd wait till I was out of school.
You were a guy with perfect hair which I never had the chance to run my fingers through, a handsome face even angels couldn't live up to, cool demeanor that I could never get bored of, cute moles on your face, a height I could die for and the vibe that stole my peace of mind.
But you aren't here anymore.