Victor calling “Yuri”

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“I wish I could write something that will make you want to change your mind. I don’t get it. I’ve tried everything. I wrote, I ran, I read, I worked, I slept, I kissed someone new. I got under someone new. I tried everything to feel what you made me feel and nothing will work. my heart will never beat for someone else. It always belonged to you. It was yours before I even knew you. We were destined to be together and I know you feel it too. I’ve never felt so connected to someone before. Everything pulls me to you. Its impossible to let go. How could you be okay with it all? I can’t help but wonder if you look for me in every person you see too? I can’t help but wonder if everyone you kiss makes you wish it was me. I guess not, because if it was the same for you then we’d be together because what would be the point in all this misery. I can’t stop sleeping because every now and then you visit me in my dreams and I get to feel having you all over again. And I know its just a fragment of my imagination and what I feel isn’t actually real but when we kiss it feels pretty close to the real thing and I never wanna wake up. Isn’t that sad? I had you and I lost you and now you only exist in my dreams, I can only feel your touch in my dreams and soon that’ll be gone too. I can’t think of a life where I exist without you. I don’t like to think of that so I keep you alive in any way I can. I write about you, I listen to songs with lyrics that make me feel you, I drive by the hill by your house we used to kiss at, I read the book you lent me over and over again trying to find newer pieces of you in between the lines. I keep you alive in every single way I can and I know that by keeping you alive I’m killing myself slowly. I know its not healthy. I know I need to forget you but I can’t. I dont think i ever will. I want to hold on because what if one day you come back. I’m not holding my breath for it but the idea is whats keeping me alive so I have to hold onto something. I hope you know I miss you too much to be mad anymore.”

“I wish I could write something that will make you want to change your mind. I don’t get it. I’ve tried everything. I wrote, I ran, I read, I worked, I slept, I kissed someone new. I got under someone new. I tried everything to feel what you made me feel and nothing will work. my heart will never beat for someone else. It always belonged to you. It was yours before I even knew you. We were destined to be together and I know you feel it too. I’ve never felt so connected to someone before. Everything pulls me to you. Its impossible to let go. How could you be okay with it all? I can’t help but wonder if you look for me in every person you see too? I can’t help but wonder if everyone you kiss makes you wish it was me. I guess not, because if it was the same for you then we’d be together because what would be the point in all this misery. I can’t stop sleeping because every now and then you visit me in my dreams and I get to feel having you all over again. And I know its just a fragment of my imagination and what I feel isn’t actually real but when we kiss it feels pretty close to the real thing and I never wanna wake up. Isn’t that sad? I had you and I lost you and now you only exist in my dreams, I can only feel your touch in my dreams and soon that’ll be gone too. I can’t think of a life where I exist without you. I don’t like to think of that so I keep you alive in any way I can. I write about you, I listen to songs with lyrics that make me feel you, I drive by the hill by your house we used to kiss at, I read the book you lent me over and over again trying to find newer pieces of you in between the lines. I keep you alive in every single way I can and I know that by keeping you alive I’m killing myself slowly. I know its not healthy. I know I need to forget you but I can’t. I dont think i ever will. I want to hold on because what if one day you come back. I’m not holding my breath for it but the idea is whats keeping me alive so I have to hold onto something. I hope you know I miss you too much to be mad anymore.”