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Dear Isac.
Isac Gillen of Columbus, Indiana, this one's for you.
I could never make this a rude letter. You don't deserve insults.
I just have one thing to ask you. What do you think is so amazing about you that made me fall for you and keep me in love?
I haven't talked to you in about two or three months. It seems like it's been so much longer. I haven't stopped thinking about you. I've never stopped loving you. I always thought I had loved boys before, but I was wrong. I'm in love with you, Isac. I was then and I still am now. You're amazing. You always knew how to make me smile, how to make me laugh, you just always knew what to say. We could talk on the phone for 3 hours straight and never run out of things to say. I still think that if I would've told you to stay, that you would still be here. There are some nights that I'll sit up until 2 or 3am making myself sick crying over you.
I miss your voice.
I miss everything you used to say.
I miss our conversations on the phone.
I miss seeing “1 New Message From: Isac(:” on my phone everytime you would text me.
I miss the feeling I used to get when I got that first text from you when you got off work (that I would wait hours for).
I miss waking up and seeing your Good Morning texts.
I miss texting you all day, everyday.
I miss your Good Night texts when you told me you loved me so much.
I miss when you would sing me songs by The Beatles.
I miss the way you made me giggle when you would sing Mushroomhead.
I miss that time that we sang Trouble by Never Shout Never together, even though you hated that band.
I miss the way you would always sing “The Prawwwmm Queen, The Prawwwmm Queen” when you made fun of Lil Wayne.
I miss telling your mom that I loved her, every time she was in the room.
I miss how much we had in common.
I miss your cheesy pick-up lines you always used to make me laugh.
I miss when I told you I was eating Sweethearts and you told me not to eat myself, which made me giggle.
I miss how everytime we were on the phone you were hot and I was cold. EVERYTIME.
I miss how you would always sneak and get your mom's phone, even if it meant risking getting in trouble by your dad, just to talk to me.
I miss the time I made you laugh when I told you I was going to punch your dad in the head.
I miss how sweet you were to me.
I miss everything about you.
All the time, I always wonder if you ever think about me.
Every night I hope and pray that you would come back.
I miss you and I love you with all of my heart, Isac.


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