It’s hard to believe all this time has passed and I still feel the same way I did but the truth is you broke me into a thousand pieces and I’m missing some of them still. I don’t think it’ll ever work out but the truth is I think we’d be good together. You’re not the type to read this and less so the type to believe it’s about you but I wish you were there because all the times I’m consumed by anger you have helped subdue it