Dear whoever may be reading this, I really can blame you for walking away. It was all too much for you. I know how you feel, I really do. But do you know how I fee? Do you even care at all? Why exactly did you leave? Was it something I did, Or did you just get bored? Was there a reason you just left me here to hurt? The smile you wear just makes the sharp stinging in my chest worse. I'm trying to move on, but I see a part of you in every person I meet. I don't want to, but I'll go through my day with a lump in my throat, and tears...