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2010-03-31 22:05:54 (UTC)

Letters to you.

It's come to a point where I can't do this anymore. We
don't talk, we're not on bad terms, it's just, we're
nothing. I remember when we first met, we were like super
close right away. I've always been so close to you, and
now we don't even talk. You don't get in touch with me,
it's too painful for me to get in touch with you.

I remember when we lost contact for a few years, it was
like you never left when we got back in touch. We'd spend
8 hours every day talking, and then write a huge email
every night. You're my everything, I don't feel the same
without you. You didn't just break my heart, but you've
taken everything that made me who I am too.

It's been so long since you said, well I know what I want
and what I want's right here with you.