I'm so tired of thinking about you. I have a great day and I wish I could share it with you. I have a bad day and I want to see you to pick me up. I keep trying to accept that I might not ever talk to you again. And I can't. I won't. I can't ever imagine being indifferent towards you. This would be so much easier if I could have negative feelings towards you, but I don't.
I trust the day will come when you are willing to speak to me. I'll be excited to hear from you.
This really sucks. I miss you.