Dear old friend…

Here I sit

Another Valentine’s day alone.

But this valentine’s day is a bit different than the others.

I have to write something for someone I miss alot:

Dear old friend,

Every day that goes by I grow colder and wilder.  The days seem to go by so much slower without you. Things are losing their meaning.  I need you. I don’t know where you’ve gone or what has happened to you.  But I need you back so badly. I long for the day you just come waltzing back into my chambers.  I don’t think I can run this company without you. I’m falling apart. I can barely afford to keep the lights on here. I’m totally fucking blowing this!!!!  I NEED YOU. PLease come back. Please.

…

Look at me grovelling for something that’s gone.

None of it matters anymore.

I re-read the note over and over again. Knowing who I longed to read it would never see the words on the page.

I gritted my teeth and sourly tossed it into the bin.

The bin was now overflowing with crumpled versions of the letter.

My hand ached from writing so long.

I’d better get back to work..