I’m afraid I’d take you back the second you asked me to.
I have difficulty letting you go today again. How are you doing with your life?
I’m torn between wanting you to write me, and not wanting it because I’m afraid of what you might have to say.
That your life is going great and that you may have found the love of your life.
I -want- -you- to be happy, but… my heart is still torn to pieces thinking about you with someone else. I’m sorry, I can’t yet.
Maybe it’s better if we don’t talk yet.
Why did you have to make such an impact on me?
I miss you.