Should I even try? I've got all these people telling me to let go. Telling me I can do better. Telling me you're not worth it. But I wanna hear it from you. Should I try? Do you even care about me anymore? Am I even a thought in your mind? I'm really sorry. For everything. For hurting you. For this whole mess. It's my fault. I'm the one to blame. Don't even say I'm not. I can't believe I'm this much of an idiot. I should have never let you go. I’ve made some pretty bad decisions, but damn, this one is what hurts the most. I'm sorry for trying to make my way back into your life when you're clearly moving on. I can't. I would have never thought it'd be this hard for me. Ever. How many times have I told others, and myself, that I’m done with you? That I’m over you. That I’m going to leave you behind. How many times am I going to? Every single time I tell myself I’m going to let you go something; just anything can make me feel for you again. Every time, I just can’t help it. Whether it be a new picture or seeing your screen name pop up. It just happens. I can’t explain it. I’ve never felt like this before. I heard a quote once. It said “If you like someone then you have a reason to. But if you love someone, you just do”. And I have no reason for why I care so much. I have no reason why I get jealous of those chicks you talk to. I have no reason that you're always on my mind. I just do. Please. Tell it to me straight. Do you still care? Is there a chance for us? I really can’t take this. I can’t pretend I’m fine and tell everybody I’m okay. This is what’s always in my mind. You’re always on my mind. This situation is always on my mind. It’s not easy trying to forget about you. Forget how we used to be. Forget the way you used to make me feel. Scratch that. The way you make me feel. Damn, I’d give anything for things to be the same. But what can I do. A mistake. A missed opportunity. With a nonexistent solution. It kills me how I still write these. God, for some reason I keep thinking these will change things. Who am I kidding? But, as long as you’re happy then I guess things are for the better. So please. Just talk to me. Even if things don’t seem like I wanna talk to you, talk to me. Tell me how you’re feeling. How things should be. For now. Or for awhile. Just please. Help me clear things up.