I'm writing to you because I doubt you will listen to what I have to say. Not anymore anyways. Texts seem futile, phone calls are never answered. And yes I could approach you in person, but the truth is that I'm scared. Scared that when I look into your eyes, I will no longer recognize the person staring back at me. All the love and light and laughter will be gone and I will look like every other person; every other girl. So here it is. The chronicle of my time spent away from you, away from us. You ended our relationship and I didn't realize what that truly meant. Until now. What follows are the words I wish I could say to you every day, as if I am still talking to you because I don't know any other way.
"Once more into the fray. Into the last good fight I'll ever know. Live and die on this day. Live and die on this day."
Je t'aime,
E.
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