Dear... Hsihsa
What happened to us? Was a long time ago. I can’t let go. I need to know.
I hurt you? I am hurt too. Can we get past this and just care enough? I keep thinking if you are fine. If life's okay and has kept you sane.
Why would you hate me? Or am I reading too much? Can’t we just have a conversation?
Here's my 2 cents: Yes I think if I understood love as I do now, we would never have parted ways. But we have and we have moved on. And we have lives. I am not saying lets sit down and have a drink. I am saying I cannot not care to think of whether you are okay. And I cannot believe you don’t feel that way.
Why the rudeness? I am not asking for friendship but there is no need to pretend to be strangers. Is there? Tell me why. Just hate but. But say so.