When I feel that I will never have that trust and unconditional love with another female friend, I remember that I once loved someone enough to bleed for them. I possess that capability.
My best memories, the ones I would list if asked to pinpoint the times I’ve felt most loved, are primarily of you.
As it stands, I’m a girl full of disappointment. A girl with far too many far too strong emotions and expectations that most people can’t (or won’t) meet.