I'm still thinking of you.

It's been years.

Many years since the last time we saw each other, and many years since we last spoke in person.

But the feelings i had for you for 7 years still assault me in my dreams. I still dream of hugging you, of your arms around me in a warm hug that brings the biggest joy in my heart. I loved you then and I will always love you. My heart belongs to someone else, but in it, and in my soul, you will always remain as a picture of the one i knew, the one i loved in silence, the one i saw go and could never reach again.

You were my first love. You were the one that got away.

I asked the gods tonight in a fleeting moment, to show me my soulmate in my dreams. They showed us, just like we were at 19, on a sweet embrace. I could feel your arms wrapped around me, your warmth and your lips close to mine, with your warm voice asking me something about a necklace i was wearing at that moment. It was noon.

I loved you like you can only love once. I loved you purely, and gave you the best years of my silent devotion, knowing nothing could come out of it. But I'm happy I did.

And even though you may not know it, I'm happy your past self comes to visit me sometimes in my dreams, wirth your long, black hair, to embrace me on a sunset.

This is a testament about the loved i had for you, and that in me, you will always exist as the one who got away.