George,
I don’t know where to start. I wanted you to love me. I did, I mean I do want you to love me. We were basically together for 3 years feeling numb without expressing anything real. You claimed you wanted something more I kept trying to give you what you wanted. I only wanted the best for you. That night you kissed me in the hot gym was also the night you told me you didn’t want me. It hurt so bad George I loved you I fucking loved you. You wanted games you didn’t love me. You say you did but I was only a game. You knew no matter how bad it got I’d be back because I Loved you. I blame myself every damn night for not being good enough for you. I wish you would’ve seen what its like for me . I cry over you constantly. I miss you. I miss your eyes. I miss your hair. I miss your slanted smile. I miss our laughs about nothing. George I miss you.