Here I am with a pen in my hand.
I feel like I am playing games with you.
I don't like liars.
If you knew how much I miss you, you would never have left and I know that for a fact.
Without hope I can tell you I will never do that again.
Hell, I just want to hold you.
I don't tell you because I don't want to lose you, I never had anything to lose before.
You're so beautiful.
I don't want anything from you, I already took all that I could.
Where do you live?
You're a good person, my favourite person.
Oh heck I just want to tell you I love you all the time.
I'm sorry.
You got dealt some cards, and I did nothing about it, and thats probably about as low as you can get.
Please be waiting for me when I get home.
I'm so sorry.
I don't know what's worse.
I have always loved you.
I know you can't ever trust me again.
Every good memory I have is of you, you're always in it.
I want to come home to you.
I made mistakes, I know, but I never will again.
(All your letters were the same)
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