I miss you so much. Words are tiny and insignificant when trying to convey the emotions that saturate the word 'friend.'
My inbox feels empty. My chest hurts. Nothing about this situation is fair. I want to know all the ins and outs and whys, but I'm also afraid that knowing the details will make things worse instead of better.
Not that anything could make this better.
I keep waiting for you to write me back. I keep hitting refresh for nothing.
I don't know WHY but I wish I knew WHEN I'll see you again.