i believe
it’s time for me to let go. i hear you went to la. i’m not holding it against you or trying to assume who you saw. i’m sure you’re just friends. webcamming with her at night. probably on the phone with her too. just like we used to.
i’m afraid you’re going to fall for her. the way you did before. and slowly but surely forget about us. these tumblr posts probably don’t make it any better. they probably make me sound like an obsessive stalker with a major psychiatric problem, lol.
i’ve been thinking about writing you a letter. debating on whether you’d appreciate it or overlook everything that is going to be said in the letter. it shouldn’t matter though, that’s just my pride. i should just write you the letter, expecting the worst and hoping for the best. i think i’m gonna write it.
