The hardest thing in writing this is knowing that you'll never get to hear it br knowing that you'll never truly understand br I am remember spending countless days with you br days that I thought would never end br maybe you never truly felt the same way that I did br remember when we used to ride your parents bikes all the way to Jeffrey Mansion? br you told me just how much I meant to you br but I couldn't believe in it br br There's no use in longing for something that you cannot have br but please tell me there's hope in something that I've had before br br and I am grateful for the consistency you have in your life br that's something that I could never give to you br br If i'm not supposed to feel this way br please tell me why it's stuck in my head br it seems like everything I do isn't enough for me to feel the way I felt br when I was close to you br How many drives down the same road will it take to not feel numb to my surroundings?