Dear Matt...

I hate my life.

I feel so alone.

All the time.

I hate not seeing you everyday.

I hate not hearing your laughter.

I hate not waking up with you.

I hate not being able to touch your face.

I hate not being able to text you.

I hate not going out with you.

I hate not being able to burst in on you in the shower.

I hate not cooking dinner with you.

I hate not being able to play Rock Band with you.

I hate not going to Disneyland with you.

I hate not going to the beach with you.

I hate not being able to have children with you.

I hate not being able to argue with you.

I hate not getting to be mad cuz you are always right.

I hate not being able to be teased by you.

I hate not watching our TV shows together.

I hate not sitting next to you in the movies.

I hate crying myself to sleep every night.

I hate making desicions alone.

I hate making changes.

I hate thinking about the future.

I hate bothering other people for my stupid computer questions.

I hate not having you.

I hate having to live without you.

I hate having to be happy all the time.

I hate not being able to curl up in a little ball in the corner of a dark closet,

shut my eyes, and dissapear.

I don't know if I'll ever stop hating.

Me