Dear X,
I’ve left you out in the proverbial rain wondering where I am and how I am. I’m sorry.
I wont make up excuses now. I am busy, and I am tired..but if I really wanted to talk to you, I would. More often than I do now. The truth is, i dont see the two of us clicking. Its not that you’re not a good person. You are, very much so. But you either have too many walls up, or there just is nothing more to you than…this. Whatever it is, I’m too tired to keep smiling..too tired to carry on a shallow conversation because you wouldnt understand if I went deeper, and in all honesty, I wouldnt want you to.
I’m a truly sorry for having lied and lead you on. If that counts for anything..I know you’ve been hurt and if it were up to me, I’d be the last person to do it again, but I’m not.
I hope you find it in you to forgive me some day.
Not yours,
Gin.
