H!i. How have you been? I hope you've been alright. More good days than bad. You probably will never read this. You'll never know that it's aimed at you. I just have somethings to say.
First, I'm sorry how things ended. I wasn't having a good day. Then, you messaged me, and I really didn't want to talk. I said my reasons, said why I felt like stopping, said hurtful, emotional things.
But you pushed them aside. You said I play the victim. I've learned that I do that. But I'm a teenager, I'm still learning and growing. I'm not perfect, and able to appease you how you crave it. You seemed to expect that.
I cried a lot that day, for many reasons. Not all of them were because of you.
You do well. You make beautiful posters. I'll use the one you made me one day. After we've settled this somehow. After I can think of you at night and crying. After I've grown. And maybe after you've grown.
Somethings you've said helped me learn. Somethings haven't. (Just saying how I write my sentences isn't all that useful.) I thank you for trying. Not many will do that for.
Again, I express my doubts about you ever reading this. I expect nothing. Hopefully, we'll be able to work together or something reasonable of the sort. Until then, I hope that life fares you well, and that you have more good days then bad.
(-<) <3 ^_^
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