The End

I would like to talk to you. Just to hear your voice. I really would.

I'm not going to do anything about it. But I wish I could.

I miss what we had. I know things change and I need to let go. But it's true.

I'm ok really, my emotions are just all over the place. Some days I love you, others I hate you, I'll miss you in the morning but not care in the evening. Some days I'll hardly even think about it, and then others it's the only thing on my mind. There is no rest.

[edit] You were on my mind all day today. It was hard to not message, to not ask if you wanted to chat/skype/something. I miss you like fuck. I know I can't let it go back to the way it was, because it's not healthy for either of us, but still...GOD I wish you were here right now.[/edit]

There's nothing certain about this. I don't like it much. I'm dealing with it. I'm ok. Really.

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