Dies, Died, Will Die.

I figure if I remembered your blog name, if I got curious and returned here, maybe you might one day find your way here too.

So this is for you, if that happens.

I hope you’re okay. Truly. After everything and all this time, I hope you’re alright. I’m sorry I let you down. I’m sorry the things went the way they did.

Sometimes I miss you.

Sometimes I don’t.

Sometimes I miss what we had.

Sometimes I want to pick up the pieces.

Sometimes I wish we could start over.

Sometimes I wish we’d never met.

Sometimes I’m still mad.

Sometimes I want your forgiveness.

I wonder if you think about me from time to time like I do you.

I wonder if you reminisce about the good bits and relive the bad like I do.

I wonder if you’ve hated me sometimes as much as I have sometimes hated you.

I wonder if I’m in your dreams sometimes like you are in mine.

I wonder if you miss me or if you’ve moved on.

I don’t know if things could have been better or even different.

What I do know is I had the best time of my life with you. You were my world. You were the best thing to happen to me.

For better or worse, we needed one another then. But I’d do it all over again without hesitation.

I hope things improved for you. They haven’t for me.

I hope you’re still around.

I don’t know what I want from you, still.

But if you find this some day, let me know.