Sunday, April 22, 2007

Return of Letters to Heather

Heather,
I will just be blunt with this. I don't feel like pretty sentences.
I hate that you don't have time for me anymore.
I hate that when I call you're always doing something.
I hate how you never call me back.
I hate calling you because I know you're either not going to answer or you'll be busy and I always feel like shit afterwards.

But I love you. Like I always will.
And I hope that you will find time for me again, soon.

Endlessly,

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