• Dear Mac,

    by  • September 17, 2010 • Grief, Heartbreak, Lost Love, Yearning for You • 0 Comments

    Listening to the pitter patter of the rain, all I can think of is you.

    We love the rain, but of course there is no we anymore, it’s just me. We don’t speak…ever. It’s like you were never even here, only the pang in my chest and the tightness in my throat remind me that what we had actually existed. I need you back in my life, please.

    You look through me in the hallways as if I’m invisible. You treat me as a stranger, so cold, so polite. It’s as if the summer never existed, that we didn’t spend countless hours just looking in each other’s eyes. As if we didn’t sneak out of our houses to spend the night looking at the stars. As you never made my entire body tingle with pleasure… As if you never looked at me and told me I was beautiful.

    I know eventually I’ll move on and the hurt you’ve caused me will dampen. I’m strong, I’ve done it before. But that doesn’t mean it hurts less. I hope you find what you’re truly looking for, because obviously I wasn’t it.

    I wish I could send this and tell you how I feel but it will make me look pathetic. Our connection, our bond, was incredibly strong, but you broke it and I don’t know how to move on.

    I don’t have the connection with anyone else…it was only with you, and now it’s gone.

    You’re gone.

    I’m gone.

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