Jul 18, 2008 19:38
It would have been a year today, and I can't help but think of you.
I know you don't want to hear from me, and probably don't have anything to say to me. I know you're probably happier without me, and so out of respect for you, I'm not going to call or write or anything.
I miss you a lot. But you're probably right. If I was you, I wouldn't want to see me right now, either.