A letter to him:

I’m just going to tell you now that if you want to end it with me then at least tell it to my face or, you know, call. I understand if you had to think about it first, but if you had to think about it then it’s pretty much over for you, you know?- or if you’re too scared then I don’t know. Anyways, all I’m saying is that I think I deserve more than than just you never talking to me again and hoping that I get it- and plus you promised. Also, I really don’t know how you think I feel about you, but I actually do really like you a lot, I care about you, and I really want to spend time with you. It sucks horribly not being able to spend time together, and I’m sorry I’m letting that kill me. I’m sorry about a lot of things you know, but I guess it’s just the timing.