Dearest you,

I don't know what I'm doing. I don't know why I told you that I'd erase all the memories as if we lived in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless mind. I don't want to erase them. I want to lie on the ice and watch the stars with you. I want to listen to your lame jokes. I want to hold your hand. Oh God, I've never been my aware of the space between my fingers. I miss you, I miss you so much. I hate that our phone calls are cut short now. I hate that everytime I'm upset I feel the need to talk to you. I'm scared and I'm lost and I don't know what to do in regards of us. But I guess I shouldn't add another thing to my list of problems. You're over me aren't you? You said it and I'm going to believe it. I lost my chance to fix things between us. It's all my fault. I want everything erased.

-Darling you