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Tina woodrow
Canada, ont, dundalk

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To Whom This May Concern

On one hand I want to walk right up to you, look you in the face. Then lean back and smack you. On the other hand I want to walk right up to you, look you in the face and rip off your clothes. How can that same person have both of those thoughts going through their head and remain sane. If you have the answer then let me know?
Because I have no idea on what the hell is going on.
Three years we have been seeing each other always able to find time for each other. Than bang it’s like you disappeared, or doing an awful good job at both ignoring and avoiding me. I would like to know what has happened.
Because I have no idea on what the hell is going on.
You have meant an awful lot to me and I do cherish the times we have had together. I just had no idea that it would come to an abrupt stop like that. Nothing could have prepared me for this. Oops sorry you could have, but then you are not talking to me.
Because I have no idea on what the hell is going on.
Just to look at you gave me shivers down my spine, with those shivers came an unexplainable wetness between my legs. How I want for you to touch me right now, just to let me know that you care. Am I still part of your life? I want you so much that it hurts and when I do see you, I don’t know what to do.
Because I have no idea on what the hell is going on.
Am I to come to you on hands and knees and forgive you for leaving me like this? Or am I suppose to just throw what we had into the broom closet and get on with life. What if I am not ready to do that? There had to be something special for us to carry on that long, or am I wrong. I guess I am trying to understand what went wrong, was it me? What did I do? What didn’t I do? Please tell me before I do go insane.
Because I have no idea on what the hell is going on, and if I did I probably would not be writing this note as a To Whom it May Concern. In fact I would probably not even have to write this letter at all.
Because I would already know what the hell was going on.

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