Will, you were wonderful. You were fantastic, caring, sweet, kind, funny and overall phenomenal guy I was lucky to get to know, if only for a while.you made me believe in love at first sight. I haven’t been as comfortable or open with someone as quickly as I was with you. You made me see that I could learn to trust and love again, even after being so hurt.you made me laugh all the damn time and made me feel safe. I was stupidly happy when I was with you, whether we were running random errands or walking along the river walk or just laying in bed doing nothing. You made me feel like you really cared about me, every single ounce of the fucked up person I am, and I was crazy about you.Your arms felt like home and it was my favorite place to me. You wrote me a beautiful poem, sent me the sweetest texts all the time, drove to San Antonio countless times just to see me and bought me thoughtful gifts. You were damn near perfect. But nothing great ends well and along with all the good you brought to me you brought a lot of bad. There were countless fuck ups that lead to us becoming strangers that will probably never speak again. You screwed me over three times, and for letting that happen again and again is my fault.You reminded me what it was like to have someone you trust throw it back in your face. You reminded me what it was like to be second when another girl comes first. You reminded me what it was like to be the only one really trying to make something work. You reminded me of how much it sucks being walked away from. You reminded me what it’s like to date someone who can’t make up their mind. You also made me a stronger person. You made me even wiser, smarter, and a lot more difficult to get to know. You brought back the hardness that you had taken away. You had your personal problems and I had mine, and I’ve come to accept everything that happened between us. Not all love stories are suppose to last forever, and we were just people meant to make an appearance in each other’s lives.