My Unsent Letter

My Dear (I don't know if I am even entitled to call you so)

Writing to you as I cannot keep this to myself any longer .Few things crossed my mind today and

I realised that every time I text you I don't feel wanted any more as if I am an intruder entering into your space ,of course against your wish ..I guess it is true that everything is just a phase and yours was one of it..I hope these are just assumptions of my silly head but if there is even a slight truth to it kindly let me know I promise I won't even poke you again. Everybody say that I think a lot needlessly but what should I do .You have no idea how much is going on inside my head in the same way as I may not have the least of idea of things you may be going through presently that called away all your love (so easiIy !) c

For the sake of that newest freshest ting of love you may have experienced { which is a thing long gone I dare say} I really need an answer