I miss you so much. If you have forgotten me, just cancel the "thing" and I will never see you again and will live out my days volunteering for a Buddhist temple, or something. Kind of my version of joining the Foreign Legion, I suppose. It is what all broken hearted traditionally did, right?
My heart is broken and beaten and bleeding on the roadside. Seeing you would save it. It is now my dream. People do die of broken hearts.....