hey babe. hope life is treating you well. it’s been three weeks since your parents took us out of contact. it’s 2:10 am. i’m falling back into bad habits. i love you and im sorry for everything. i guess we can’t always get what we want can we? if life works its ways, maybe we’re gonna find each other back in each others arms, but for now, i have to learn to let go, even though i loved you since the very beginning. there will always be a part of my heart that will be yours, that will always question when you’ll text me, whether or not i’ll run into you somewhere, whether or not your up at night dreaming of me too, whether or not everything will work out the way we dreamed of together. i love you ok?