10/5/14:
I'm thinking of you. Wondering how you are doing. Wondering if you've already moved on. Maybe to Elaina. Or a different girl. Wondering if you even think of me. If you even miss me, or even loved me to begin with. I don't think you did. You said "you want to see other people." Not, "I love you, but we can't be together because of our parents. And I wish we could so badly." No. You didn't say that at all.
I wish I could have told you no. Could have set better boundaries.
I wish I wouldn't have done that. I've been thinking a lot and realized how bad that was. It wasn't okay. Not at all. I understand your parents now. I feel extremely guilty and horrible. I was older. I could have said no. But I didn't. I let it happen.
Life is really different without you.
No one texts me anymore. No one really gets or understands me. I can't tell secrets without others telling others or people getting upset.
It's really tough.
It's like I'm really alone.
People are trying to help keep me distracted so I can't think of you. Can't remember you. Can't get those images you gave me. That happiness. The smiles and giggles and perfect memories.
It's hard.
I'm missing you.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Carson
Short StoryDear Carson, do you ever think about me? Do you ever miss me? When you hear our song, does it make your heart ache? Or does it remind you of us? Or do you still not care? You hurt me. You really did. You still do. I don't thinks you realize the pain...
