Some things need to be said
Dear you,
Please tell me if I'm wasting my time; what-ifs are torturous. And if I'm not wasting my time, let's do something about it.
Immediately.
Love,
Me
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Dear you,
Don't put me in this position. I will use the zodiac as an excuse and say this: Pisces live in a dreamworld. The easiest way to make enemies is to shatter that world with realities. It's not that I'm not aware of weakness. It's that I choose to ignore it. You should consider doing the same; self-doubt serves no real purpose, when the rest of the world is always ready and willing to bring you down.
Me
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Dear you,
I'm afraid you've changed at once too much and not enough. A very large part of me never wants to see you again. I don't know if I can stem a hatred that's been building for so long. I'm tired of having to prove myself to you. Don't come back. (But keep writing)
Me
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Dear you,
Please don't lose touch with who you are, who your friends are, or what you stand for. I'm afraid of losing you, but I won't do anything to stop it; I'm more afraid of interfering with your happiness. Just make sure it's really making you happy--that it isn't just cheap thrills.
Love,
Me
--
Dear you,
You're putting me in an awkward position. Stop it.
Love,
Me
--
Dear you,
I miss you. I love you. Maybe the tables have turned now, or maybe we've finally reached that perfect equilibrium. Either way, I need to see you, and soon.
Love, love, love,
Me
--
Dear you,
Thank you for everything. I apologize--sincerely--for any past or future grievances I have or will cause you. I don't mean it, any of it. I don't know anyone for whom my hugs are more genuine.
Love,
Me
--
Dear you,
It's an insignificant physical attraction. The fact that it's insignificant doesn't make me any less curious about it, though. Aren't you?
Me
--
Please tell me if I'm wasting my time; what-ifs are torturous. And if I'm not wasting my time, let's do something about it.
Immediately.
Love,
Me
--
Dear you,
Don't put me in this position. I will use the zodiac as an excuse and say this: Pisces live in a dreamworld. The easiest way to make enemies is to shatter that world with realities. It's not that I'm not aware of weakness. It's that I choose to ignore it. You should consider doing the same; self-doubt serves no real purpose, when the rest of the world is always ready and willing to bring you down.
Me
--
Dear you,
I'm afraid you've changed at once too much and not enough. A very large part of me never wants to see you again. I don't know if I can stem a hatred that's been building for so long. I'm tired of having to prove myself to you. Don't come back. (But keep writing)
Me
--
Dear you,
Please don't lose touch with who you are, who your friends are, or what you stand for. I'm afraid of losing you, but I won't do anything to stop it; I'm more afraid of interfering with your happiness. Just make sure it's really making you happy--that it isn't just cheap thrills.
Love,
Me
--
Dear you,
You're putting me in an awkward position. Stop it.
Love,
Me
--
Dear you,
I miss you. I love you. Maybe the tables have turned now, or maybe we've finally reached that perfect equilibrium. Either way, I need to see you, and soon.
Love, love, love,
Me
--
Dear you,
Thank you for everything. I apologize--sincerely--for any past or future grievances I have or will cause you. I don't mean it, any of it. I don't know anyone for whom my hugs are more genuine.
Love,
Me
--
Dear you,
It's an insignificant physical attraction. The fact that it's insignificant doesn't make me any less curious about it, though. Aren't you?
Me
--