dear you,
I miss you. Like hell. A year ago, you wrote me a letter, thanking me for the past two years, and for the years to come. Then we got seperated and we stopped talking. And at first, I thought I could do it, I thought I could make new best friends and that I would be fine. Truth is. I'm not fine. And I didn't realize it until I read your letter again. My friends now are nice you know, and I can laugh with them a lot. But they don't understand me, and I don't know if they ever will.
I miss you so much. My best friend now is amazing, sure, but you were just the best and I can't stand it that we don't even talk anymore. I really want to, but every time I get the urge to talk to you, it suddenly hits me that we're strangers now. You don't need me anymore and I'm no longer a part of your life. I miss you okay. You helped me so much and I've never told you how much it meant to me. I miss talking to you, I miss you being my best friend and I miss you.
I miss being stupid with you and I miss ainging with you on the streets. I miss being with you. I threw our friendship away and I regret it so much. I know you'll probably never read this and I'm too scared to talk to you. I'm afraid you'll reject me. But I love you. And I feel so stupid to just realize now that I need you.
(Clap your hands, rub them and laugh creepy, "morning girls" , remember?)
Please talk to me
