I Miss You Don't Come Back

Dear J,
You were right. Everyone was was right. I hate admitting that. I ignored you and took you for granted and decided that all I used you for was sex. I convinced myself I didn't need you and waved that in your face. Now I don't have you. Now I can't need you. When I was fourteen I convinced myself I didn't need meat and I haven't eaten it in the six years since. And some days I don't eat at all because the only thing that sounds appealing is steak. I miss you and I'm not at all sure I should see you tomorrow, that you should have to see me. I miss you.
Love,
Shana Maydela