Unsent letter #11
Dear you,
you're not making it easy for me, do you know that?
I seriously had thought "out of sight - out of mind" would be the perfect way to describe the whole situation. After all, there are miles between us and neither you nor me know when we'll see each other again. I seriously had thought that "staying in contact" would mean maybe a message once a month, if at all. Instead I come to find myself checking my inbox as often as possible, just in case I might have missed something. I seriously hadn't thought that any of this would happen.
But I have been wrong. As wrong as I possibly could have been.
While you were still here, it never occured to me that it all would lead this way. There had always been at least a bit of distance between us. Nothing had happened that would explain all this now. And this is what's making it so hard for me.
You know how I feel, I told you before you left. You had a chance to make a move or just do something. But all I got was a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Nothing that would explain any of this now.
And now I'm sitting here, missing you more and more every day. Your messages aren't helping either. It's like your words make me melt like lemon drops and there's nothing I can do about it. It's like you know exactly what to say.
I had been hopeful, I really have tried to think positively about this situation. But the distance is something I don't know how to handle. You need to help me with that, I just don't know how.
Really, there is nothing you have done wrong. It's clichée to say that it's me, that it's my fault. But it is, it really is. You knew what it's going to be like, you have been in a similar situation before. I haven't.
Maybe I'm being egoistic. Maybe I'm not trying hard enough. Jeez, it's only been less than two weeks. Will time make it easier? Only fools tell you time goes so fast. You know the next line. And that the love doesn't last...
I miss you.
you're not making it easy for me, do you know that?
I seriously had thought "out of sight - out of mind" would be the perfect way to describe the whole situation. After all, there are miles between us and neither you nor me know when we'll see each other again. I seriously had thought that "staying in contact" would mean maybe a message once a month, if at all. Instead I come to find myself checking my inbox as often as possible, just in case I might have missed something. I seriously hadn't thought that any of this would happen.
But I have been wrong. As wrong as I possibly could have been.
While you were still here, it never occured to me that it all would lead this way. There had always been at least a bit of distance between us. Nothing had happened that would explain all this now. And this is what's making it so hard for me.
You know how I feel, I told you before you left. You had a chance to make a move or just do something. But all I got was a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Nothing that would explain any of this now.
And now I'm sitting here, missing you more and more every day. Your messages aren't helping either. It's like your words make me melt like lemon drops and there's nothing I can do about it. It's like you know exactly what to say.
I had been hopeful, I really have tried to think positively about this situation. But the distance is something I don't know how to handle. You need to help me with that, I just don't know how.
Really, there is nothing you have done wrong. It's clichée to say that it's me, that it's my fault. But it is, it really is. You knew what it's going to be like, you have been in a similar situation before. I haven't.
Maybe I'm being egoistic. Maybe I'm not trying hard enough. Jeez, it's only been less than two weeks. Will time make it easier? Only fools tell you time goes so fast. You know the next line. And that the love doesn't last...
I miss you.