i just want to hear from you. it has been seven years since we have seen each other, or even spoken. i still think of you, each time tied with a different little nuisance of an emotion. i just want to know that i had an effect…at least as much as you had on me. i want to know you have thought of me…even once. i want to believe you have the desire to reach out and your stupid wife is the only thing preventing it. you know you only chose her out of convenience. you know we could have never been what you are. i don’t want that anyway. i just want to know i meant something, anything.
