I miss you.
I miss running my hands through your hair.
I miss staring deep into your eyes.
I miss giving you hugs everyday.
I miss your handwriting.
I'm sorry for lying to you.
I'm sorry for ignoring every text you send.
I'm sorry for never picking up your calls.
I'm sorry for never saying goodbye.
I'm sorry for not appreciating you.
I hate how you can go on like this.
I hate that you never glance at me.
I hate this separation between us.
I hate these invisible borders.
I hate that I talk to your friends and you talk to mine but we don't talk to each other.
I should feel better.
I should not hate myself for everything I've done.
I should tell you that we should talk more. But I won't.
My sweet, sweet liebe. I miss you and hope you'll forgive me.