What I would say to you:

This time of year always makes me think of you. We may only be 2 years out, but I think in 10 years it will be the same. I think of those long trips across the county to see you, laying on the beach by the lake with you, heading to school and leaving you at home. That day in that hotel when I called you chicken and said "I love you" first. Thats the only time I've ever said it first, and possibly the only time I really felt it. That night you first kissed me, I was so terrible afraid. God damn I miss you. I can't say as I would really want it any other way. I have once again remembered that when we were together, our individual lives suffered.
How does one leave a love behind? The kind of love we had? Reckless, crazy, inappropriate, over the top, hurts so good, kinda love? You are the only one who really got to me. The only one I couldn't keep at arms length. The only one I would have adjusted my life for. I know it would have been too big of adjustments, I know it wasn't heathy. I guess I'm glad to know that I can love like that. I'm glad to know I'm not totally cold and logical. I would do it all again; differently... better; but I would do it again.
I just wanted you to know. I just wanted to say: no matter when, no matter where I am, or what you're doing, no matter anything, I will always be your number one fan, I will always love you, I will always adore you.
"How was I supposed to know you'd be such a hard act to follow? Now nothing seems to follow."