Listen. This sucks.
I really, really, really like you.
I like you so much that it scares me. It’s always scared me. I fell too hard and too soon. And that was okay as long as we both thought you were into it, too.
But, even then, I thought this was too good to be true. As much as I thought “finally, this is it!”, I was terrified that it wasn’t.
And going from talking half the day away to not speaking at all is hard, okay? Fucking hard. I simply miss your presence, our wordplay, the laughter you brought to my life. I miss it all.
It’s no mystery why I would fall for you.
Maybe the hardest part of it is how I am falling away from you. Just another person for me to get over.
And I’m getting far too good at that.
