Hey Mr. GM

 Yep, I am talking to you. As you don't bother to talk to me anymore. We once were friends, and maybe more. Today, (yes, it has taken me that long), I finally went through my computer and deleted chat logs. I read each one before it was deleted, though. Some made me laugh (even now), some made me go oh wow and some reduced me to tears. More importantly was the fact that there were years worth of going through. I read a large part of my life there. I saw the different emotions and events unravel there. I also saw why, now, I do not wish to get into a relationship again. I understand now. And the tears I cry right now are very real. Real emotions, real love, and real understanding. You know, when the internet was young, it was hard to see how much of an impact it would make on a life.  Was hard to really believe that you could actually feel something so strong for someone just through the use of words. But nowadays I am very careful. I don't even flirt now. I don't really play video games now. If I do it is usually ones that I can play anonymously, or on my own. I sometimes return to an old game if it is still playable, only to keep my character alive. But I do not miss it as such. Some of the times were brilliant. Drunk raids, or blockades, were always fun. And I have some very fond memories. But while I have the good memories, I also have ones that I wish I could delete just as simply. Being left without an explanation is not a nice thing. There is no closure, no point at which you could change in your life. There is a hole. 

Maybe there always will be, to some degree. Some people leave marks that never completely disappear. But a hole isn't proof that you're broken. Sometimes it's simply the shape left by a chapter that mattered enormously.