Dear J.T, I'm writing from somewhere in the future Someplace where we no longer exists in each others worlds It's hard to describe this world to you You've been gone for so long But I've written you these stories that I hope one day you'd be able to read I say that they're stories But really they're just things I've gone through that I don't think i'll ever recover from You see, this world - my world - is really sad And it feels like happy endings don't exist And the only ending I have is sadness I know I wasn't always like this Especially when you were still around But things changed after you left They pretend that you were never real And sometimes I think of our conversations and it It feels like i'm just talking to myself Anyway, wherever you are right now I hope that you are in less pain And if you've learned how to write Then I'd love to hear your stories too (Breathes) I miss you And I don't talk about you But, I love you I've only really known love for you Yeah. Write back when you can