Hi. it’s me, the one that has always been here. my question to you, is what are we doing? i still have feelings for you, even though i told you i don’t. i know you still have feelings for me, and i really do wish we could be together. being with you was some of
See you’re with another, but I always wonder what could have been with me. If only you’d met me first, if only you hadn’t met me in the role of my advisor, if only I could have been with you. I loved you even as I screamed at you and fought with you, and denied
How have you been doing? I saw that new picture you put on your display. It’s a really nice photo, but I probably won’t tell you that. I almost came to our church today, so I could see you. It has been such a long time since I’ve seen you, or even spoke to you,
Last night I dreamt you kissed me. I want it so badly. I want you so badly. You have made me happier then any other person ever has. Ironically you are the reason I haven’t left my husband yet. Leaving him means leaving here, and leaving here means leaving you. Our rides to work are
I’m unsure of us and I don’t have the guts to tell you, i just can’t ruin your happiness. Even though deep down i know that I should be concerned for just myself i cannot stand the thought of hurting you. I want to say that I love you but there is this raw, bubbly
I’ve sat down to think about writing a letter to you 1,000 times. But I can’t because when I first wrote you a letter you ignored it. You ignored me. You put me in my place for everyone to see. These past 2 years have made me a stronger person. I’ve learned to love again.