With these words I wanted to hear come elevated expectations. Not for a rekindling of previous passions, but for some intimacy in our interactions. I cannot hear those words and return to our vacant relationship. Every move I make feels scrutinized by a hundred judging eyes, waiting for me to misstep, to feel too much, to give too much, to want too much.

And when you say you miss me, is it just in one of those poetic ways or is it concrete? The way you feel when you are motivated to make the necessary changes to alleviate your longing?