Just, holy shit.  I really did love you and you really did love me.  It's taken me about ten months (but who's counting...) to get that through my head, but you really did love me.  You loved my stupid quirks and my thighs and my lame jokes and all of my tangled hair.  You loved me.  You loved all of me and what we had together was so messed up but it was beautiful too.  It shouldn't have happened.  You and I were never meant to be together, but somehow it happened.  Looking back, I'm glad it did.  I'm glad I fell in love with you.  I'm glad you fell in love with me too.