The truth is, I stopped talking to you, not because I don't like you anymore, but because I thought I was annoying you. And I'm just waiting for you to say that you miss me. Because I miss you everyday, every hour, every minute, every second, and it hurts.
Actually, I think we both went through EXACTLY who/what we needed to go through to be grateful for one another when we met. I remember him saying he felt like maybe, this was "God's wink" after a lot of disappointments. He was right. I couldn't have imagined I would be able to love someone who also allowed me to be completely myself, independent, do our own things...but be one unit. :)