I was doing better until you wrote me. I was trying to get you out of my head. I was trying to forget you. I was trying not to see you in my dreams anymore. I was doing better with you until you wrote me five words. The words no matter how simple, meant so much to me. They made me want to continue to create for you. However, I can not. I will not let myself go there with you anymore. I have not painted in a very long time. I feel that I must not. I was doing better until you wrote me. Why did you have to contact me. You won’t write me back. You won’t call me. You won’t come by. But you did send me a message. I was doing better until you wrote me. I never figured out why I feel in love with you. I never figured out what it was all about. All I do know is that from you I gained more than I could have ever imagined. All I do know is that I was simply doing better until you wrote me. I still long for you. It is the same drama. I have someone who cares for me, that is never hard for me to find. All I wanted however was for you to care for me. All I wanted was to be your girl. All I wanted was to hold you. All I wanted was for you to love me. I was doing better until you wrote me. I was doing better…I was moving on…I was trying to forget you. Now I see you every night. Now you in my dreams you long for me. Now in your dreams your eyes show me the passion that I wish they’d showed me in august. Now I see you. I close my eyes and I see you. I was doing better until you wrote me. I must get over you. I have to start school soon. I am thinking of moving away, because if I’m no where near you then I can’t think of you. I can’t want you. I can’t love you anymore. I have to let you go and move on. I have to although I don’t want to. I want nothing more than you. It is simple enough. The other women in my life they are fillers. I am trying to replace you. No one can replace you. I never figured out why I feel in love with you. But I did and I wish I had not. I was doing better until you wrote me. But thank you for commenting on all the art that was for you. I was doing better until you wrote me. Do you like them? Honestly really? I was doing better until you wrote me. Never figured out what it was about you. I was doing better until you wrote me. That too is a lie. I still missed you but it was getting easier to move on. I was doing better until you wrote me. But honey thank you for writing me