Dearest

I would die for you. That's what I always said.. but it has been so long. I feel like I'm losing the you I loved. The you I understood.

But I suppose, I'm losing the me I loved too. Isn't it funny how anxieties creep up on us like that?

But when I'm with you I am myself again. The real me.

I only wish I knew how to bring back the real you.

Love,

Somebody