I met Ella when I was young.

We  were bestfreinds.

Till we came out to eachother as biual. And it was funny because we both said it on the same day and it was the same thing.

So later on she confessed to me that she always loved me and thats why she came out to me first.

I was shocked. 

But I accepted.

Because like most of these stories...

I loved her deeply to.

We started dating and we were so happy. Wr spent every moment together. 

We both went through depression so we would litarally cry in each others arms.

5 years...

After those years our relationship started to fade...

Wr barely saw each other and soon we were like strangers.

On my birthday she broke up with me.

She said we needed space between each other, so that soon we could have a better relationship.

It has now been 3 years...

I wonder how many years are equal to soon. 

She still loves me...and she knows I still love her. 

I never told any one

but now I can...

I dont know why

I just feel like...you guys should know....