MARCH 7TH, 2017.
tom,
why do i still yearn to hold you in my arms? i think writing these letters keeps me attached to you in some odd way.
you drove me crazy, emotionally. it was like a rollercoaster, but instead of there being the opposites of happiness and sadness, there was just ecstatic, and pure in-love. you are my everything. again, not were, because you still are.
i found myself waking up this morning and expecting this all to be one bad dream. but i already knew just before i opened my eyes that it wasn't; i didn't feel your warmth next to me. that your legs weren't tangled with mine.
that you were gone.
i wish we'd just get together like adults, face-to-face and talk this out. i wish i could explain everything to you.
news got out that we were split, but i don't believe you told them. it might've been rdj, since i know you and him are close and that you've most likely told him. it's just in your nature... you can't keep a secret. it was one of your quirks that i found the cutest.
do me a favour and leave my head.. leave my heart, why don't you?
regards,
Lynn.
