Dear L,

I loved you before I knew what love really was. I never knew how to be in love or what it was like before you. You knew that and still managed to make me love you. I didn't care about the money, the publicity, or the physical differences...I just wanted to love you and be loved by you. When we were together nothing mattered and everything slowed down yet felt like it went by so fast. No matter how many times we argued I never hated you or wanted you to suffer. The goal of your happiness was always my intention. It still is but, I'm suffering at the thought that your happiness will only exist now that you're not with me.