Dear Love,

Just show up. Make everything right again.

I know if you walked through that door and grabbed on to me, and held me tight I would melt in your arms. I would fist my hands into your shirt and hold on for dear life, knowing that if I let go my world would fall from beneath my feet. You haunt my every waking minute, and are in my dreams each night. I can't escape your face, or our memories, no matter what I do.
I tried your method, but the bottle only made things worse. I'm not able to let it erase things like you can.
I tried to get the tears out of my system, one good long cry usually fixes things, but one cry has turned into many.
Why couldn't you just let things be? We were heading to a place where we would both be extremely happy together, and I think you realized that and panicked. But why? Is it so wrong for you to be happy and content with life? Is happiness and love too hard for you? Or was it simpler? Was it just the fact that I wouldn't give you what you wanted because I wasn't ready, and you weren't willing to wait? Because if that's so, don't walk through that door. What you did hurt more than anything, but finding out that the reason you did it was because I wasn't worth the wait would be much worse.
I think I loved you, or was about to fall in love with you. This wouldn't hurt so much if I didn't feel something so strong for you.
I miss you, the old you. The one that promised to never hurt me. The one that did goofy, adorable things that got my heart each time. The one that said he cared for me, and wanted to be with me always. I miss that person. But are you even him? Or is the real you the one that shattered my heart? This not knowing thing is killing me. I want you back in my life, but only if you are the man I know you can be, otherwise I have to fight through this pain alone and get over you in time.

Yours Until Time Takes Its Toll-