Esteban,
I guess I should have known that you werent going to call me again. Thats what You did the last time in January, "Uhhh I'll talk to you later," which translates into I gotta go, I dont have time for you. I cant believe your that way with me. Whenever you say call me...you call me weird huh? Youre weird, but your my bunny, and I will always love you no matter how much you ignore me. I want to get over you and I believe writing this will be theraputic or however you spell that. I dont want to keep on crying over you. Its been a fuckin year and I believe its time for me to finally let you go. I'm going to San Antonio in August, so I'm not even going to be in the city. It will be the start of a new life and hopefully a change of city will make me forget you because thats what i want to do. I want you erased from my memory. I cant have you dragging behind me. your memory only brings me grief and sorrow and it reminds me of how much of a dumbass i was to not put you first. I miss you so much and i always will.
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