Dear You Dear You, You were the one who wanted to make this work. You were the one said we could see each other. You were the one who asked me the "big question." You were the one who said "I'll talk to you tomorrow." I guess your tomorrow is different from mine. My tomorrow was six weeks ago. When's yours? Because I'm getting tired of waiting on you. If I could, I would say something, but you're not gonna see it. I guess I could blame it on Skype, but Skype isn't the reason you haven't called. I've tried being patient, but my patience has run out. So goodbye, to you and whatever we had that wasn't as special to you as it was to me. Goodbye to you. Sincerely, Me.