To the tragic, and to the hopefull

There are people in my past, people that I love... when I say love... I mean love... not in a way where I want to marry them... not in a way where I cannot let people in... not in a way that says I am done looking... in the true sense of the word... I love you... that will never change... girlfriends come and go... friends leave... people walk away... but love still remains... as a friend, as a human... as some one I have shared things no one else has ever seen... no one else has ever heard... I love you... thats my heart... there is so much in there... for so many people... why name names? my heart is not exclusive... not yet at least... I am far from making up my mind... I love you