I had to tell him to stop writing to me.
I don't know what possessed me.
But I miss it terribly.
I miss our conversations.
I miss everything about it.
I told him not to reply, not to talk to me ever again.
But the truth is, I'd...
I miss the things I shouldn't miss. The people that have already forgotten about me, The places I'm better off being away from anyway. That's the stuff I miss.
Don't get me wrong, I don't regret anything. I made all of my choices, and while they weren't all the best choices...