Dear Chance,
For once, I feel at peace. I'm able to talk to you and not feel so stressed or anxious. The only time I truly felt upset texting you, was when we were talking about some problems the occurred with you. I talked and tried to sway your thoughts, from viewing the issue as a negative to something more positive. I sent you a paragraph for every one of your short but heart aching response. Then you say goodbye or goodnight and tell me you are going to text me in the morning letting me know. You're okay or if you're not, sometimes what happen.
Sometimes, and I mean sometimes, I can see myself holding your face in my hands as I stare into your breath-taking eyes telling you everything that I'm typing. It's a short vision because I snap out of it. But it's still a vision. I'm happy now. I'm dating again. I told you about and you went into FBI mode searching him up and sending me an old photo, and small scaring accurate details about him. You told me you want make sure I'm safe and I don't get hurt again. I found that sweet. But then you said you didn't know why you care so much still. I chose to ignore that.
Now it's like we don't even talk it's just us sending funny things back and forth to each other. It's nice, it's like a way we still can be connected. Without having to have a conversation, it's a way to still let the other know that you are still in my mind still, or something like that. Its very calm if you subtract the times we are being each other's journal. However, we do have great conversations and we do talk about really funny things. Like, how when you see someone with a great body and then they turn around and their face looks like they have been beaten with the ugly stick all of their lives, its disappointing. Major boner killer. You are really funny. That's one thing I miss about us talking face to face, is all of the jokes that seem to flow out of you like a nonending river. I believe we're cool. And are at a peaceful place in our relationship. Thank you for this.
The Journal,
Unknown
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