Goner ; cth [completed]

fifteen.

dear calum,

after the time at your moms i thought we would go back to being friends.

but you never answered my calls and never bothered to text me back.

it made the hole in my heart even bigger because I was hoping for someone i would never get.

i'm now twenty-five, and i'm trying to move on. we've known each other for over ten years.

i think you'd want me to move on too. but i'm not sure you even think about me anymore.

last week i went to the tattoo parlor. i was going to get the tattoo on my hand covered, but i couldn't bring myself to it.

instead i got a different tattoo.

it's a sunrise. it's really pretty, and realistic. the person who was tattooing me asked me why i wanted it.

i just shrugged and said "because sunrises are pretty."

i've decided i should stop getting tattoos that remind me of you, but i can't.

i'm too caught up in the past.

love,

jess