Jan 10, 2009 02:09
Yet I somehow managed to turn on the internet. And I am typing properly. In full sentances. Typical f*****g Virgo.
I am missing someone very dear to me. Someone I haven't spoken to in 4.5 years. And I am pretty sure he doesn't read this. I hope not. I don't want him to feel worse than I have already made him.
For him, and him alone: Jelva told me somethings. I assume they were true. She said she saw you a long time after we split. I am very, very sorry. The one time I should have been there for you, and I was so self absorbed in my life that I couldn't. For fear of breaking into a thousand pieces. I love you more than life its self, and miss you more than you will ever know.
I love you. I don't know how I have managed this long. Drinking always brings out the emotional side in me. I have tears pouring down my face, even though I know you will never read this. But I need to say this now, on the off chance that you ever read this. I LOVE YOU. And I will continue to love you, until my friend gives up on hers. The only person in my life who understands why I still hang on after 4 years. 4 f*****g years!!! I'm still there. And this bloody book has brought back all that I hang on to, and why.
My Edward. Always my Edward.
I love you, even though I know you will never read this. So what do I do now?