poesia

dear luke

luke, i genuinely miss you. the loud, funny, charismatic, luke. not this person who you’ve become. at this point, i don’t care whether you like me or not, i just want you to come back. i would pay any price, any fee, any toll, to spend a minute alone with your old self and just talk. joke, laugh, cry. anything to feel what i used to towards you. i don’t know if i could feel the same again. only because it won’t be the same, you’ve changed. this new person isn’t luke, if you see him, tell him i’m willing to do anything for a chance to redeem this relationship. this confusing, stupid, crazy relationship of ours. hopefully he’ll give you a moment of his time, because mine isn’t precious enough.