Letters to Lovers

I am lost. Completely lost. Up until now I thought I knew what I wanted from you, but honestly, I don’t think I can wait around for you to become yourself anymore. You are losing your passion for life, and taking me with you. You’ve made me a jaded person, and everytime I could do something positive, I end up at home, with you, while you hate the world. I can’t bear to hear another negative word spill out of that mouth. That cynicism kills me, and makes me bitter and makes me want to leave. I wish you could see how much I love you. Unfortunately, I am incapable of showing such because I am too busy refraining from telling you to grow up and realize that there are people a lot worse off than you. What do I do with you? I want to run away, but as soon as I left, I would miss you so. You would be the person I think about as I’m falling asleep, the one I send pictures to of my view. But I need a vacation from you… I just want to bring you along in my dreams, or in the phone. I want you to miss me again. I want you to be happy.