I wrote you a month ago on here. You actually got it two days after we had reconnected and it solidified everything I’d been trying to say. I would have given everything to make it right. I did give everything into the week and a half that we had together. I showed you who I was, filled you in on what my life was like without you and caught you up on life events and even changes I’ve made to my own life. I have a letter on my computer that’s nearly 14 pages that I just can’t seem to click the send button on because I don’t think you’re ready to read it. Anyway…

You and I have had the worst road ever. In fact, I wouldn’t even call it a road. It was an untravelled path that we both struggled through. Yeah, we’d have times where our paths would stray, but there were all the times where our paths crossed again. We always found our way home.

The things we said to each other over that week and half was everything I could have ever dreamed of hearing you say. I love you, I want you, I need you, I miss you, Stop being a dick, I’m not going anywhere, etc etc.. Everything a heartbroken person wants to hear from the person that broke their heart.

Please come back. We finally had a real chance. The past is the past. Yeah, it’s going to creep up on you once in a while and make you lose hope, but it’s all part of how we let go.

I miss our beach days. I miss our late nights. I miss the love. I miss you.

I’m still here 🙁

I love you so much.