A (pretend) letter to a boy
Dear Chad,
I miss you. Really, I do, a lot.
I'm sorry that we both got busy and stopped caring and stopped talking. And I'm sorry that I was a bitch. And I'm sorry that I don't love you. And I'm sorry that I led you on for so long (though, I didn't mean to, but I'm still sorry). I guess I'm just really sorry in general. So yeah, god, I'm sorry for everything.
I wanna talk to you. So much. It's been so long and I miss you like crazy. But I guess I've already said that. Not that I've said it out loud. Not that I've said much to you out loud at all...
I;d love to talk to you about your art. And your school for next year. And life. I wonder if you still work.
I'll say it again : I miss you. I'll talk to you soon. Seriously, I have to.
Me
P.S... I think of you every time I listen to Bon Iver, which is becoming one of my favorites.
I miss you. Really, I do, a lot.
I'm sorry that we both got busy and stopped caring and stopped talking. And I'm sorry that I was a bitch. And I'm sorry that I don't love you. And I'm sorry that I led you on for so long (though, I didn't mean to, but I'm still sorry). I guess I'm just really sorry in general. So yeah, god, I'm sorry for everything.
I wanna talk to you. So much. It's been so long and I miss you like crazy. But I guess I've already said that. Not that I've said it out loud. Not that I've said much to you out loud at all...
I;d love to talk to you about your art. And your school for next year. And life. I wonder if you still work.
I'll say it again : I miss you. I'll talk to you soon. Seriously, I have to.
Me
P.S... I think of you every time I listen to Bon Iver, which is becoming one of my favorites.