I’m sorry if I called you the wrong name. It’s you. It’s always been you. I don’t know why you aren’t responding to my emails and messages. I sent you so many, trying to explain my love for you. Trying to apologize. I don’t know what more I can say….
I love you like I’ve never loved anyone else in my entire life. It’s driving me quite literally mad. I’ve never felt this way and it scares the fuck out of me, Craig. Neil. Whatever your name really is.
Maybe you are over it. If you are, I understand. I just need to know. For my sanity, I need to know.
I love you. I need you. I miss you. You are the great love of my life and it kills me that you won’t talk to me. I know I probably deserve it after the way I treated you.
Please. I’m begging you.