The last attempt.

Dear boy,

I have no idea what I've done to make you feel like you want nothing to do with me. I know this week is busy, but so was mine. It would have been nice to talk, even if the talking lead to the end of you and I. I don't want this, and I don't know why you randomly have decided to leave me hanging. What have I done to you? What is so wrong?

I only want to care for you. I hate being fed the line, "There are plenty of other fish in the sea" because I can only respond that I only want one of them and that is you. I don't want anyone else, because you and I were off to an incredible start.

If it is the fact that I like to drink, then I can stop. It is something that I don't really care that much about. For the first time in a long time, I feel like giving up something like that would really benefit me in so many ways. I would take YOU over DRINKING any day.

I am so sorry that I drove my exboyfriend home. I didn't want you to think that something was going on there, because I am over that chapter in my life. If talking to him makes you feel so uncomfortable, then I don't need to talk to him. He isn't that good of a friend anyway.

This may seem desperate on so many levels, but it really isn't. I just really loved you in my life, and I love you very dearly! Not like a "I am in love with you" kind of way. I just love you so much as friend and the fact that we were something more was just a perk.

You won't hear me out, and I am so confused by it.





I was on top of the world while dating you. I obviously can live without you, but I don't really want to do that. Ending things with you now is like discontinuing a good book in the second chapter. And that sucks.





If you don't hate me by now, can we please just talk? I want you in my life no matter what.




Sincerely,


Ally