I like the thought that you and me were “meant to be”. That's another Big Secret; meant to be’s are a joke. A sick and cruel joke but still a joke. I like to think i still love you and you still love me. The thing is, we aren't  in love anymore. Sure, i often think of you but I am not in love with you anymore. And you know how i feel about the difference between love and in love. I like to think we were in love for most of our time together but i don’t really believe that is true. I wish you and me had a chance at a happy ending but the world is not a wish granting factory. And in the end when it came down to it, I was not the girl you wanted.