When we broke up last year, you promised you'd always be my best friend. I thought I'd never ever be able to see you that way. But I tried. Believe me, it almost killed me but I tried. It's taken me all this time to accept you as a friend and not a lover.

So now I wonder...what are you trying to do to me? You say we can't be lovers, but as soon as I start dating again you get jealous and turn your back on me? What sense does that make? Can you please step outside your head for a minute and see how fucked up you're acting?

Listen to me: I loved you deeply, and I still love you. Do you realize how much time I've spent thinking about you...about us? No, I'm sure you'd never believe it if I told you. Just like I'd never believe I'd invest so much time on a relationship that would just disappear.

We could be friends in stronger, deeper and more complicated ways than anyone else could. That's the way we are together. But we can only be friends if you give me the freedom to live a life separate from yours. Can you please allow me this and give us another chance?

Because I miss you like you're missing me.

[submitted 06/02/02]