I still sit awake late at night and think about every word and look that was exchanged between us. You don’t mean nearly as much to me now as you did then, but those moments still do. I’m scared that they always will. Although the amount of times that these thoughts inexcusably enter my mind may dwindle with time, I fear they will never completely disappear. You will never know the impact you’ve had on my life, such an intricate juxtaposition of positive and negative feeling.