Hey, it's me again, here for an unwanted encore. It's been two months. And I'm happy. Ive got so much to look forward to in my life, from my trips to my work and everything else I've accomplished. Some days, I even thank you for everything you've done for me. For leaving me the way you did and because of you, I've grown to become a better person. I could not be the person I am today, if it weren't for you. And yet, there are nights when I lay awake at ungodly hours wondering what it would be like to have you back in my life again. How easily I'd throw out all the hurt and pain and dissapointment you've caused me, like it didn't take all my effort to remove you from my life. As if it still doesn't hurt to see you avoiding me and see how you cam ignore me the way you do. As if I were nothing to you. Man. I guess more than anything, I'm dissapointed. In you, your actions and your hurtful words towards me. All the same, I wish you the best. I hope that you'll find what you're looking for, whatever that is.