I love you. I still love you. I won’t stop. I didn’t last time.
You’re killing me. You know you are.
You knew it since December 18th 09.
You don’t even know this site.
I wish I was brave enough to show you, this letter, the other letter.
It’s been five months. I still cry myself to sleep.
Callum’s worried about me. He says I’ve gone crazy.
I think I have.
I love you,
I’m sorry this is so cliched.