I don’t think I could ever re-establish contact with you, but I miss you, God do I miss you.
I miss your laugh, and your smile, and that look you got on your face when you were concerned about me. I miss the face you made when you made a dumb joke or were trying to cheer me up.
I’m so sorry I fucked everything up between us. I’m sorry I had to end our friendship and I’m sorry I had to walk away.
I hope you’re happy in your life, I hope your work is fulfilling, I hope your family is loving. I hope you live long and love and are loved.
I don’t think I’ll ever stop loving you. And I don’t think anything will ever fill the you shaped hole in my heart.
I wish I could, though, because until i do I’ll never stop hurting. And the worst pain is knowing you never cared as much as I did.