Interesting, though this Craigslist Asheville missed connection somehow seems to lack emotion:
Well. Ex. I’m dating other people now. I’ve rebounded. I’ve even had a night of heavy drinking but I’m still thinking about you. I wrote a horrible letter to you and I’m not taking any of that back. Everything I said I meant to say but I still miss you. Why can’t you just work harder and show me that you care about me. I just wanted to feel appreciated and instead you ripped out my heart. Last time I checked that was not making someone feel appreciated. Fuck you know that I know all your passwords and you erased all my pictures and all my emails but you kept the emails from those whores you found on the internet before you met me. That is just hurtful. What the fuck is wrong with you.
This one seems a little more heart-felt:
Sometimes I do really well. Sometimes I can’t stop thinking about you. I want to call to see how you are but know how it will turn out. The constant fighting, the verbal abuse we both hammered each other with, the pain…all of it still fresh after all this time. All I ever wanted was for you to admit how horrible you were, to admit you were wrong sometimes. I know my part, I know I hurt you. I wish I could just forget, move on and never look back, but I can’t seem to get there…I miss your cooking, I miss laying with you-spooning, I miss the incredible sex, I miss you bringing me my favorite magazine, I miss the constant daily interaction via text. You were my best friend and are the only person on this earth that ever really knew me-the real me. Thank you for that. I pray that you are well and find the happiness I could never give you.