Time To Write You A LetterHello, Zach.
I heard that you're working now, finally. You've only wanted to get another job for, what, a little over six months? Anyway, I hope you're doing well and that you're happy with wherever you are in life. As for me, I guess I'm not doing as well as I should be. Two months has felt like two years, to say the least. I haven't seen you in two weeks, and even that has felt like an eternity. What I guess I'm trying to say is that I miss you terribly, and life has become very dull without your stupid jokes and your way of making everyone around you smile.
You don't have to say it; I already know that you don't miss me in the least, and that you're glad that I'm out of your life for good. You don't need to pity me or sympathize in any way. You don't even need to speak. I just like to know that you exist. Thats enough for me. You're everywhere to me anyway, so I guess it doesn't matter if you're around or not. I sure would like it if you were here, though. I feel safe and comfortabl