You've got a fast car.

I loved the way he used to hold my hand while driving, I loved the way he tried to help my cook, I loved his little quirks and I loved sitting there mixing up Rubik cubes for him. I loved the way he hugged me, the way that when his lips touched mine, I was safe. I loved the way he had plans, the way he looked into my eyes and said he could see a future for us. I hate how I couldn't give him everything, I hate how I wasn't strong enough to make it work. I hate that I hurt him, the one thing that I don't hate is that being apart is best for him, I will do what is best for him seeing as he did what was best for me.