We’ve broken up a little over a year now. Why do you want to act like lovers, but afraid to stay? Feelings remain and I don’t want to cut you off. I long for you... sometimes it hurts. You’re here but you’re not here… We still talk but nothing is clear. You know exactly that my arms are always open. You can keep on letting me down and I will still believe in you. I guess, I can’t build a man when you don’t want to be one. Anyways, take care while we’re apart. Hope to see you in June