Each day I waited for your letter.
I don\'t know if I was waiting for you to write me back,
or if I was waiting for the same letter that I sent you to be returned.
I don\'t know if I was writing you because I missed you,
or if I just needed some reassurance that you were still there.
there\'s a part of me that says I don\'t care whether you got my letter, and just didn\'t care enough to write me back;
or if your just not here anymore to get it.
then again there\'s another part of me that cares enough to still go out to that mailbox every day,
and apparently I still care enough to feel a little disappointed;
when I don\'t get a letter from you.