To Someone Who'll Never Answer,

I'd like to say that I don't need you anymore, but I can't/ you pop into my head more than I'd like to admit. You were a big part of me that I just can't get back, no matter who I'm what, what I do; I'm not the same, and it's not fair.

It's been two years and ten months since I last spoke with you. How sad is that? I could narrow it down to the day and the hour, but I won't, it wouldn't help even if I did; just make it hurt even more.

I lost the last thing I had of you years ago and I can never get it back. It was like my proof you were in my life and cared about me and now that it's gone…

It's like you're dead. You're out of my reach; I can never talk to you again unless you take the first step towards me.

I can't stand the way that you make me feel, even when you're not around. Every once in a while, I ask you questions in my mind; how are you? What are you up to?

… Do you miss me, too?

And my heart drops when my brain answers; "Of course not, you silly little twist.

I'll get over it eventually… but not today.

Sincerely and forever love,

This Broken Shell.