20 June, 1999
  Dear Lucie,
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I've been wanting to tell you for so long that I miss you still, that I love you still. I love you still. I told you once that some things never change. I told you I would always care...and I do. I've been true to my word. I've been true to all of my promises to you. I said I would always care, always love you, always be here if you needed me. I said I would never be as close to anyone as I was to you, I said I would never love anyone as much as I loved you. I haven't broken any of those promises. You said you would always care, you said you would never hurt me, never quit talking to me. You said you would always be there. You broke all of those promises...then you made one more and broke that one, too. But still, still one promise remains... After all that happened, you said you would never be close to another as you were to me. I believe you (didn't I always?), for the closeness we ha