I. Love you. I cant get over it. You don’t want me or my life. You cant give me what I need because we get lost in your pain but still I love you. And I am ruined by it. I try to be strong. To get over it to live with hearing of you moving on. To present as strong and better than all this but one year down and I am destroyed by your presence in a room. I have no hope do you miss me
- random phone note circa 2008? – rediscovered 11-13-2020