Maybe I screwed it all up.
Maybe I ruined it.
Maybe I shouldn't have said anything.
I'm sorry. I've just been so confused and hurting and wanting to know how you felt about me.
Maybe it was nagging you too much or not communicating enough.
Today was the not so perfect day for all this.
I know you said you lose interest.
But I'm praying so much that you won't.
I'll just wait.
And hope that you'll just talk to me.
Because I'm already regretting what I brought up.
I didn't know it would hurt this much.
I don't know what to do.
They say to listen to your heart.
I can't hear it though.
I can't hear it beating.
I feel dead.
Happy Four Months, Michael.
I really really really love you.
And I miss you so much.
