28 November, 1999
  Scott,
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You told me why you broke up with me. Long distance relationships never work out. Yeah. I am not about to dwell on the events that took place. You were there. Just when you told me that, I felt my heart stop pumping and all the blood in my body stopped in my throat clogging it up and my tears did not flow until after you left. I cried so much, it is indescribable. I have cried myself dry. People say that sometimes and then they start up, but I have literally done it physically. I can't cry.

Think of when your watching the sky and the starts start twinkling. Getting light and dark at the same time. Falling stars. Shooting through the sky's, searching for their soul mate. When I met you, I felt like all the stars were in my heart and they were all falling at once and crashing into my soul. You were my soul mate. You are my soul mate. Some people would tell me to move on, but I can't. I have found you, and lost you. But there's only one special person for every person in the world. You may love someone else, but there's only one special person that will always make you smile when they see you.

ONE person. If you find that person it's unbelievably wonderful. But to think that the one person in the world that you truly love and care for abandons you and says they don't care about you......... I'll put it in terms you understand Scott. You came and freed my from my chains, tied me up with rope and set me on fire, burning me alive. I wouldn't expect someone I love to do that, but a major wake up call came.

I loved you and you left. I love you and your gone. You abandoned me. I think of it and get a headache. Not a headache. A heartache. I hate you for leaving yet I love you for you. I hate you and love you at the same time. That's possible, I guess, since I do.

Everytime I thought of it I wanted to cry. My eyes strained and I expected tears to flow and stream my mascara down my face but they didn't come. I don't expect them to anymore. I don't cry anymore. My throat closes and my head hurts, but I can't cry. I hope you can. I sincerely hope you can.

Forever and ever,

Anna

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