i miss you. it's been awhile since we've spoken. last time we did, you told me had nothing against me, you just didn't want to talk to me because you hate all frum Jews. we haven't really spoken since then. oh sure, you friended me on facebook, and i sent you a teddy bear, and you wrote on my wall, but it's not the same. nothing like the long conversations we used to have back in high school. i remember when i first met you. i admired you for being strong and knowing who you were, even with all those around you pressuring you to bend and conform. and i was so happy to be able to be there for you.
but the year after that, i was so busy finishing up with high school, and getting ready to "become and adult" and go out into the "real world" and i was too busy for you. how i wish i could take it all back. and not let go of that awesome bond we created. because after that you went away. and i went to Israel. and you were so unhappy and there was nothing i could do about it. i felt so helpless 6000 miles away.
remember when you called me during bedikas chametz, and i told you i couldn't talk because i was too busy? i wish i could take that back. i wish i could stop my "busy, adult life" and sit and talk to you for hours and hours. i don't care if you changed your lifestyle. i miss your essence. i miss what's inside of you, what drew me to you in the first place.
I'm not asking you to change your way of life, or to come back home. i know life's been harsh to you. I'm just begging you to give me another chance. please, let me in again.
i miss you.
i love you.