Dear... Black Oscar
I miss you so much. I keep surprising myself when it comes to you. Yesterday was Valentine's and I couldn't help but think if you were thinking of me.
I want and don't want you to see this. Everything reminds me of you. I want you back. I keep asking myself if we did the right thing. Why does this feel so wrong ? Why does my heart feel stabbed every time something remotely related to you comes up?
I love you so much, it hurts. I love you and you love me back, isn't that enough, darling? Now all I have left is memories of you. I hope you come back to me, my love. I don't think I can do this anymore. I need you.
I respected what you told me, I tried it, maybe it's just not right? You said time will heal everything. It's been two weeks and it feels just like it did when we tried to negotiate, come to terms with what we had. I hope you don't feel the same pain as I do, but I hope you feel the longing.
Please come back, all I want is you. I miss your smile. I miss your weird fingers. I miss your perfect face. You were the best thing in my life, those nights we spent talking on the phone, I could redo it all in a heartbeat. Come back, for the love of God. Come back.