My Dearest Xxxxxxxx,
It’s all picking up, life in general. The stresses of work, the expectations of life, those judgmental people nobody wants to hear from.
I’ve missed you. You were my escape, my hiding place. I loved every conversation, every call. No eyes, no judgments, just you and me and that’s all I ever needed.
Sometimes I wish I could turn it all back to that. Appreciate those moments even more, listen a little harder, breathe a little slower, embrace every word and every moment.
I wonder if I would ever hear from you again. Part of me needs to, the other, wishes we never met.