3 Months Later
You have been quieter. You tweet less, stream less, and talk to everyone less, but you seem happier. You told me that you hadn't had a breakdown like that again since that night three months ago. I entirely miss you. You ask me how I am doing, and I tell you I am doing okay, but I am not. It's been five months since I left you to come here. Nothing feels right without you. I want to be with you again. You are happy and doing well, and I am just scared I will distract you. I need you, though. I need you to hold me in your arms when my world feels tumbling down. I need your presence and your warmth again. I don't know how much longer I can go without you, my Dream.
1 Month Later
Well, it's now been six months since you left me. I've been doing alright, honestly. My therapy is going great, and I am ready for you to come home. I wanted to ask you most memorably, so I decided to go to Texas and surprise you. I have heard a lot about Texas from you; you always told me it was your home away from me. I'd take a plane to see you, but as I said, I want it to be a memory for us, so I am driving; see you in Texas, my love.
1 Day Later
"KARL!" I like his presence. Karl has been staying with me here in Texas for two weeks now, and it's been great. He makes me feel warm on the inside, and there is never a dull moment with him.
2 am
Karl and I are just dancing in my living room. It's nice. The way he's wrapped his arms around my waist and how our bodies touch. It feels nice. He smiled at me, and I don't know why but I kissed him. FIREWORKS.
2:15 am
Going to see you was a mistake. As I walked up to the door, I saw you and him from the window. Kissing. At that moment, I knew I was no longer yours. I left a paper heart letter for you in your mailbox. I love you, my love; maybe we will be together again one day.
