It's the little things.

        When love is eclipsing for good, you miss the oddest things. I miss how aggravated he'd get when we'd run into a guy I knew before him, I know that it just meant that he was jealous he didn't get me before he did. I miss, how no matter what hour or what was going on in our lives, a random trip to Wal-mart would always make him and I both feel happier. I miss all the places he used to show me and the stories that went. I even fucking miss how he'd want me to sit with him in the bathroom. To know of him loving someone else, really and truly hurts me boundlessly. Even though we've been separated for quite a while, I can absolutely feel that neither none of the guys I know now nor any I meet in the future, can ever make me feel like only he can. No one compares, no one will ever compare. I feel sorry for my future lovers because anything that might have been will be over before we even meet, just because they are not and never will be him. I love him and always will love him unconditionally. We are definitely finished.