Dear ------,
I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I don't even know why I broke up with you in the first place, my reasons were stupid. You leaving was the worst thing that's happened to me, ever. I just didn't want to go through the pain of not being able to hear your voice or see your face. My reasons for ending the relationship were, and I'll admit it, selfish. I was wrong for ending it. You were my entire world, and even though we went through some rough times, the two of us always managed to pull through and stayed together. I might not have made it clear enough in the first place, but I loved you. I cannot say that enough. I understand I didn't tell you enough. I regret everything. The words I left unsaid were the things I should of said but I kept them in my head. I wanted to be the one who could light up your whole day, your one and only. When I first met you, I had a crush on you. In my eyes, a crush is just a cute word for liking someone's face. It's based on looks, and you can crush on someone once you've seen them or met them. Really innocent and pretty safe. But once we started talking, I started to like you. I started developing feelings for you. I started to get to really know you and I started liking you. And that's when I fell in love with you. And I want to be the one who will hold your hand anywhere we were, and make all the girls and boys jealous. I want to be the one who would sing to you at random moments. Someone who is both goofy and romantic to you. I want to be the one to bet you kisses that I could beat you at video games and then I'd let you win. I want to be the one who would do anything to make you laugh. I'd play with your hair all the time and surprise you with candy. I wanted to be your best friend who would never break your heart. I just wanted to make you smile. And this message is getting really long, I'm just going to finish it with an even more worthless statement because there's no chance. I just want all of it. The pointless bickering, the long chats, the late night phone calls, the goodmorning texts. I want cute pictures with you, to hold your hand, to make food for you, to call you baby. I want the joking, the wrestling, the fights, the long how i feel text messages after we makeup. I want to be one of those inseperable bestfriend couples that people are like "You guys are still together?" that's what I want. With you, and only you.
Sincerely,
Dee.