I will never stop thinking about her. We've been apart so long, and I just can't move on. I haven't been with anyone else. I miss seeing the side of her that's kind, bright and loving, but all I ever saw in the end was hate. Even when we started talking again, and I put my all into being there for her in a tough time. She's done evil things, and she will continue to, I believe. She just picks and picks, seems to thrive on putting me through any amount of pain. And I miss her so much.