Dear Dominick,

It’s been a while… how you’ve been? I can’t stop thinking about you. Your voice, your smile, your eyes, your laugh and just everything about you has been swarming all throughout my mind and I hate it. There is not one ounce in me that doesn’t love you. You’re my fucking everything Dom. It hurts. It hurts to the point where I don’t know if I could love anyone else the way I love yo...

She sat quietly thinking to herself…am I good enough? Sitting on the couch, watching the raindrops coming down onto the window. She’s sitting there, the phone rings; she began to ignore it. She picks up the phone just to see a missed call from him. Her jaw dropped, she was in disbelief. She stared at the phone for a couple more seconds because she thought she was hallucinating. She calls back but ...