I will always love her. There is no way around that. Take this as my admission and my deepest truth. I will always love her. There will be others, always others. And they will come and go, but they will not be her. I will always love her.

Days will pass and I will change. I will still love her, but perhaps not quite so deeply. She will love another, but I will still love her. But perhaps not quite so deeply.
We will still be friends, she will live with me and I will still love her. I will wonder why I do this. There will be others. There will be her. And I will still love her.

She will talk, I will listen. I will remember why we aren't together, yet I will still love her.

She still sleeps with that bear I bought her so long ago. I wonder if she still loves me.I remember that she loves another. I still love her, perhaps not as deeply as before but I still love her.

Time will come for me to move on. I will, but a part of me will still love her. I will find another, and they will love me. And I will love them. And I will love her, but never quite as deeply as before.

She will still have a piece of my heart, branded with her initials. I will move on. There will be no more dreams of me loving her. Seasons will change and so will I. I will no longer love her as deeply as I did. She will not make my heart flutter, but another will. I will still love her.