Something I won't say..

I hope this letter finds you well, dearest one...
I hope the joy that you keep losing
Has found its way back home to you.
I hope you're doing well, tonight, as you read my words...
Because, in all honestly, I think you might need a drink
Before continuing.
We've loved each other for so long,
And as time taught us, love's not cheap...
And in all honesty tonight is my official statement
Because I need a drink.
It's been years we've hurt each other,
And I've grown quite cold...
I'm over this and I keep getting old.
My words can't flow right,
I can't sleep well...
But hey, I'm tired. Go to hell.