My heart.

Wow. I'm reading through the time after Jesse left, in my LJ.

It's so weird, man. That happened six bloody years ago, which means that if we were still friends, we would've been for nine years.

The funny thing is.... he still randomly pops into my head, here six years after he left. I hear a song or hear the cities Biloxi, Jackson or New Orleans mentioned and I instantly think of him.

I have no clue where he is or what he's doing, but I still hope that he's happy, even if I still think he should've been with me, this whole time.

He's still a part of me and he still holds a special place in my heart.

Even if everything was a lie, he meant the world to me, in those three years and for that I will always love him.

I don't think I can ever stop loving the guy I knew back then, even if I wanted to. To me.... those feelings are epic and never ending.

I know... if I were to talk to him today, we may not have anything in common or even get along. But the Jesse Miers, I knew and loved back then..... he'll always be considered my soulmate.

I hope you're happy, babe. I love you. Always.