I love my boyfriend but it is not the same thing I felt with you. Falling in love with him wasn't falling at all. It was slowly getting to know someone and step by step letting them in. It was building something together.

Falling in love with you was being pushed head first from a cliff. I guess this is why I still think of you so much. I don't feel many things, my brain is always running and my heart hardly ever catches up to speed, but I saw you and I felt things. I wish I could go back to when you still knew me.