22 September, 1999
  Rye,
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As much as I want you and I to be us, I now know that can't be. We have yet to realize our love for eachother even though everyone says it's already there.

As I sit here, drowning in my own tears, I remember the times we've had together. I don't cry for the pain you've caused me, but for the happiness, peace, understanding, and most importantly, the good times we shared together. I sit here and think of all the fights we've had over stupid things, and how we snuck out at 2 o'clock in the mornings just to be together. I think of how much I miss you being here. How much I miss your arms around me, with that warm, comforting feeling that only you have. The feeling that separates me from the rest of the world while I'm with you. The feeling that I am the center of attention, like I'm in the spotlight and you're giving me your utmost attention. But now, that basking in the glow of your own shadow has swept away with the tide and I am left alone, hurting; wondering what I did wrong that you felt you had to leave me.

But instead of trying to make you feel sorry for me, I'd like to take this time to thank you. To thank you for making me a stronger person inside. But before I close this, I just want to say, I love you (even though I may say I don't) with all my heart. Always have, and always will. And if I never get to hear your response, I know deep down in you, you probably love me too.

Your one n only,

~Me
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