romeo must die

i miss you. a lot.

why are you telling me all this?

coz you are the only one i can tell this to.

are you accusing me of leaving you?

no. and you know that.

but you'll have to let me go.

but i already have.

no, you haven't. or you wouldn't have said that first sentence.

but i really miss you.

there you go again.

i don't talk to you or write to you. isn't that letting go?

not until you stop thinking of me.

i'm only human.

but you'll have to understand that no matter what, i'm not going to return.

i don't think anyone knows that fact better than i do. not even you.

so why are you doing this to yourself ?

i don't know.

or may be you don't want to know.

does that make a difference?

it doesn't.

nothing can change the fact that i miss you.

i know.