Love will tear us apart in the end.

I can't talk to you like I should be able to.

I don't think I qualify as your "girlfriend" if we hardly talk.

I'm fairly certain that I love you...

But how am I supposed to love someone who doesn't love me back?

Fin

"What do you even know about me?"

...
You don't know ANYTHING about me.
I'm tired of crying myself to sleep all through the week.
What do you even care?
You don't care at all.
I've always cared more than you.
Enough is enough.
And as far as you're concerned,
I never knew you.
I no longer exist.
Forget my name, forget my face.
And if we (ever) see each other again...

"I will see you again, a long time from now."

Number Two

Dearest,

I can't handle this right now. Don't shut me out. If you're not happy with me, put me out of my misery. Just pull the trigger.

Number One

Dearest,

Are you my dearest? I hardly hear from you anymore, during the long agonizing week until we see each other again. The distance is agonizing for me, is it for you? Do you miss me like I miss you? Do you miss my touch, my hair, my smile? Any of that? You are so distanced, I hardly know anything about you. I know pieces of your past, small, intricate little pieces that make you the elaborate mystery you are today. If you cannot confide in me, Dearest, how will I know you? I want to know you. Give me a chance, damnit. I promise I would never judge you, never chastise you for the choices you have made, if that is what your afraid of, though I hardly imagine you to be afraid. You may be one of the most important people in my life, I hope you know that. Just keep that in mind the next time you ignore my text or my phone call, when we go days without speaking.

Che