I remember when you were everything to me. I remember loving you past my heartache, my jealousy, my insecurities. I remember when the happiness you brought me felt like heaven on earth. I remember when you were everything to me. I remember when I didn’t get pangs of regret or guilt or hate or anger when I saw you. When all I got was joy. I remember whe you were everything to me. I remember when we could joke and laugh about the stupid things people said or did when it came to us. I remember when we were like-minded individuals. I remember when we were more alike than twins. I remember when you were everything to me. I remember when love was enough. That you loved me and I loved you was enough to get us past the BS, the past hurt, the past backbiting, the past rumors. I remembered when you were everything to me. I remember when I use to get something just so you could have it too. When people didn’t even recognize us if we weren’t together. When your life and my life were so intertwined, I couldn’t tell one from the other. I remember when you were everything to me. Now, you’re nothing. At all. And I’m still trying to adjust. I find myself forever saying goodbye.