I guess you will never reply, and you will never write there again. Perhaps I should never have let you know that I found it and read it all. At least, that way, I could continue to read the story and keep that very last bit of you with me. But I guess I've lost that too now.
Months ago you gave me a book, telling me that it talks about how doing what you think is best for the other person does not work. But is this not what you've just done to me? Why didn't you tell me what happened? Why did you think that it would make things worse? And most of all, why would you think that I wouldn't believe you?
After two years, you suddenly take away everything from me, without even telling me why, without even saying goodbye.
Do you know how tormenting it is to know exactly where you are, and not be able to reach you? Do you know how empty it feels when I can no longer feel your embrace? Do you know how many times I've cried because I miss you?
Do you know how much it hurts?
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