C'est La Vie, Baby We're Through

This Is A Call.

Dear You,

She left you.

You think it's revenge, revenge for you breaking her heart so long ago. She says it wasn't meant to be that way.

You're alone.

And all I keep thinking about is being with you. Holding you as you cry, telling you it'll be all right, kissing the side of your head. Because as much as I denied it, and told everyone you were an asshole - I knew I missed you. More than anything.

And I don't know what to do.

You've got so much going on with you right now, I don't even want to burden you with my idioticy. So I think I'll just leave you alone, wonder how you're doing. How you're coping at yet another heartbreak, how long it'll take for you to get over it.

And if I'll be there waiting, or not.

I'm not sure how to end this,

Me.
♠ ♠ ♠
Person 1...sadly.