“if only you could see”

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Dear ____________,

I'm here to say everything I've never said. I don't mean to forget to call you. I'm honestly not doing it on purpose. I have so much to tell you, but you're not around. It's not because I don't want to talk to you, it's just that I forget that I won't come home and see you waiting to hear how my day was, how my trip was, how life is. How's your life going? Are you really happy? I'm not. I need you now more than ever--a side effect of taking you for granted. You're off on Sunday's, and while I don't call you to do anything, you don't call me either. I can't tell you these things because I'm too emotional. I find writing so much easier. There's a phone in front of me, but I can't bring myself to dial the familiar numbers, that by some mechanical happenings of the brain, I know by heart and don't even have to think about the numbers, they spill out on their own. I'm most likely getting a job at the mall, isn't that great? The mall is so close, it's an ideal location. At Candy Craze, if the woman will believe me. The funny thing is, she's so skeptical, she probably doesn't realize that she might be missing out on a really dependable employee. I'm very reliable, and am really wanting to work. I wish I was more mature, so I could just tell, you these things, I could use my age as a crutch, "I'm only, you know..." but then, if I'm "only" seventeen, then I'm not old enough for a job. Well, that's how my life is going. There are plenty of other things that I will tell you tomorrow, so, I love you.

-Your Daughter.



Dear ________,

Surprise. Not everyone is perfect. I'm not and you're not, but the best we can do is help each other get through with this. I love you, and will help you as much as you need it. I'm sorry that you have lost your trust in a person you should always trust. I know you are strong. You will make it. Life isn't working out for you now, but your turn will come soon. Please, talk to me. Don't keep it all to yourself. You won't let me keep my feelings about these things to myself, please don't do that. There will be too much pressure one day and you'll lose control. You'll let loose a can of worms. So please....I'm here for a reason. Not just a sight for sore eyes. If you want feedback, I'll tell you what I think, but if you just need a pair of ears, I've got that too. Just let me know.

-Your Girlfriend.