I haven't seen you since January. I've called you on the phone a few times just to check up on you even though I knew you did not want to talk to me. You used to tell me '"When we spark, the world burns." If I messed up, I wish you would tell me so I can make it up to you. You were the closest person in my life and now you haunt me everywhere I go. You may hate my guts, but I still care about you. You told me once that no matter what would happen between us, even if things did end, we would stay close and I feel like I've been keeping up my end of the bargain. So please say something, say anything, that you hate me and I will move on. All I ask is what you want of me and I will do just that. I'm not ready to say goodbye and I hope you aren't either. —Your Red Cardinal