I miss you, okay? I miss you a lot. Way more than I ever thought I would, but I do. I have to admit, I sometimes wished I never even met you, but that was my mistake. I miss you. But now I’m too late. You don’t wanna talk to me anymore. I probably never cross your mind. So.. I guess this is the end of having a good friend? Well, it was my fault anyways. I was rereading our conversations, & it got me smiling like a little dork in front of my computer. Some of it actually made me laugh out loud. Yeah, we barely knew each other, but we got close. I can’t say it enough.. I miss you, I miss you, I miss you. I miss when you’d try to make me smile by being a completely weird, & when I did, you’d always remind me of how it was your “job”. I wish you’d talk to me. I wish it could be like how it used to be, where I didn’t have to watch what I say with you. I was so open, & so were you. That night never left my mind. I remember our last conversation, too. How could everything change in one night.. Ugh. I doubt you’ll ever read this, but everything we ever talked about has been going through my mind lately. It’s like.. pounding in my head, & I needed to get it out. Whatever. I’m just forgotten to another person; it doesn’t matter. & to you, this probably won’t matter. Just another good friend that left because I drove them away.
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