Today I can’t stop thinking about you, or how much I miss you.  I almost messaged you last night, but stopped myself. You’ve moved on with someone else, and you two have a kid.  So who am I to reach out to you ?  I’m nobody now, just a stranger you used to talk to.  But I still miss you and want to be something to you.  I still want to be with you, to have a baby with you, and a warm home that satisfies you.  Even though I know it’s impossible, and that you might not see this.  I also know when we met it was luck, it was out of the blue and random.  If you read this v.e.s.s. please write back to me.  If you feel the same way please come back and let’s start over. Because I really want to see you, hear your voice, and just be near you again. I know this letter might never find you, and it’s not likely that anything will happen.  But if it does then maybe you were meant for me. We’ll see.