I had been hoping that you had been missing me. Sometimes I am not as strong as I seem. You sent me postcards when you were overseas. I thought that it meant something. I was wrong.
I dared to ask you why you had sent the postcards. I hoped that you wanted me, thought of me, missed me, or loved me. I was wrong. You sent me postcards because I asked. I don't remember asking, but I don't doubt you.
I wish I had never asked for you to send the postcards.
I wish I had never asked why.