Here is another one of those 90 others.
Dated till the day you unseal.
" Hey love,
With each day it gets harder and harder for me,
I sit here, miles away from you.
I feel your heartbeat with every word I write,
I breathe to the rhythm of your song.
With each day the distance between us,
It seems real, It feels true.
I love you so much, I can't tell you that now.
I can't tell you this, ever.
For the last time, you hurt me so bad.
Afraid of letting you hurt me again, With Love.
This is me. "
Here is another one of those letters that sometimes feel pathetic,
Their mere existence, the fact that I'm faraway,
So weak, writing bunch of letters to you,
'Dated till the day you unseal'.
Here is another one..
" Hey love,
I sat by my mother's grave today,
I told her so much about you,
I just left our history away..
It was raining, I remembered you.
It made me cry and smile at the same time,
It reminded me of the time you held my hand when we walked in the middle of the night,
The day you called me a living zombie, cuz I shivered so bad,
You standing next to me somehow felt it.
I thought then, It was our love...
Today was different, I felt happy.
I reached out to the corners of my heart, I found you smiling.
Still very faraway afraid of letting you hurt me again, With love.
This is me. "
Here is the last one,
" Hey love,
Today I come back, we'll be close enough, but not so close.
Today when I see you, I know I'm not ready to,
I know I'm not ready to face you again,
Maybe not even ready to be in the same country.
Talk about a broken heart, Its hilarious.
Don't mind me.
I leave this place, this place I spent my summer in,
My summer wanting you, every second of it.
I thought of the different scenario's of that I'll face today.
The way you'll smile, maybe the way you walk.
Thinking if its too late, thinking if this could get more pathetic.
Love, today when I come back, I want you smiling.
I want you to come and stand next to me,
I want you to wash away my tear, when I cry.
With high hopes that you don't hurt me again, With love.
This is me. "
This is me, This was my summer.
My summer, wanting you...
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