a letter to you.

no words.

no words can describe how it felt when he walked away.

he left me alone. alone in the house, alone in the world. and he's never going to understand what it felt like to stand there alone, to watch him walk away.

nothing hurt more than watching him that day. he meant everything to me, and he was suddenly gone. I meant nothing to him. was this the worst part, though? would it get better? it sure as hell couldn't get any worse. I wasn't ever going to get him back. I can't even begin to tell you what was going through my mind.

I don't know whether I'll see you again. I don't know whether I'll talk to you again. I know that I miss you. and I want you to feel the same way. I want you to know how I feel..

so, James, this is a letter to you.