Monday, 7:00 am.
Finally, the last day of June, and your self-declared worst month comes to an end. You did text me last night and I am tempted to read more into it than you may have meant. I so much want you in my life and I want to be a part of your life, an important part. I am sorry your move was not easy and that you fell. I hope you are well and not more than a bit bruised. I do thank you for passing through my life. You did make me think love and “happily ever-after” were possible. I do love you and I will try to give you the space you asked to have. Its just hard and lonely without you.
