13 April 2015
Dearest,
I do not know how I should start this
letter. I find this really funny because I know there is no possibility that I
will send this to you in any way. Well then I guess I should start off by
saying, “Hi”.
It has been 2 weeks since you have
again went AWOL. As I write this letter, I have no idea where in the world you
are and what you are doing there. You haven’t called nor texted but you know
what, this doesn’t surprise me at all. We have been in this situation time and
time again that I have been used to it.
I would be lying if I tell that I don’t
miss you when the truth is, I fucking do. I insanely long for you. I crave for
you. You know how much it hurts being so clueless? I guess not. But just so you
know, it hurts like fuck. There are no words of how painful it is for me right
now.
There
is not a single fucking day that goes by that you did not cross my mind. Fuck.
Just fuck. How could you be this mean? Have you had a change of heart? Have I
done something wrong? I really have no fucking idea and it sucks.
I
am writing this the day before my summer term starts and I am really grateful
for it. Honestly, I am looking forward for this day. At least I will have something else to think
about other than wonder where you are.
Tormenting
as it already is, there is nothing for me to do but wait. Maybe one of these
days you’ll eventually come around just like what you always do. But until
then, I will try my best to stop myself from viewing our chat box and your
profile. I am not letting myself fall into false hopes that you will be coming back.
But I hope will all of my heart that you are well and happy wherever you are.
Until our paths cross
again.
