I saw your picture on accident. Nothing's changed.
Do you ever wonder what we could have been?
It's funny how distance works — Your mind plays tricks on you and makes things feel so unfinished.
My number's always been the same. But now that all's been said and done, will we ever really close this case?
You know that I will always be here for you, but I could no longer stay.
My body still goes in shock every time I hear your name. I think of all of the times we shared together, yet you caused me so much pain.
That's how I know I miss you probably more than I ever loved you.
I've heard you've done some changing. I wish I could know, but I don't know.
I'm afraid we'll fall back in our old ways. Why can't we just let go?
I'm staring at a fork in the road. I'm struggling and wish that I could just throw a line out to you, but I know it's best to let this relationship die. I know better now.
Yet, I'm still shaking as I write it, erase it, repeat it. But what good will it do to reopen the wound that took so long to heal itself back together?
So, I take a deep breath, and I "save as draft."