Dear you,
I wish I could talk to you like I used to. I wish you understood me like you used to. But right now we’re into deep in the abyss that we’re both drowning. You don’t see me and I don’t see you. And it seems that we’ve outgrown each other and refuses to see the truth. We’re forcing ourselves believing that we could just bypass what was and forget it didn’t happen but it did.
I miss you.