good place

I feel like he and I are finally in a good place. Just friends. But still good. I think about the past a lot...more than I should actually. But all my thinking has at last brought me to a measure of peace when it comes to me and him. I love him. I always will. And letting go is never easy. But when I met him and fell in love with him, it hit me so hard that we were never gonna be without each other. In some way, shape, or form, we'll always be in each other's lives. It's a scary feeling, but it was very real. We were so young, but it didn't make these feelings any less deep. I miss being in his arms, having his love, hearing his voice late at night...looking into his eyes and seeing everything that I will ever need. It's always better to hold on to love. But what can I do when it's not returned?
Anyway, this goal is progressing, although I didn't believe in it at first. Never thought I could ever even be here...in this good place.