I wish we left off as friends, and not like two confused puppets with no strings attached. I
dreamt of you yesterday, I don't know why.
I DIDN'T EVEN FOR ONE STUPID SECOND THINK OF YOU YESTERDAY! I miss you more and more, and it makes no difference if you're here or if you're sitting next to me. I miss who you were.
I don't know whether you know I'm talking about you. I think it's a likely chance you wouldn't even read this. So, it's really okay, I'm just writing what came to my mind this morning, when I woke up with your face in my head. And when you were smiling at me, and I was smiling back! And we were talking like how we did last time, with nothing holding us back. We weren't looking somewhere else and wondering what to say, or why it was so awkward. I miss you, my friend.
I don't know what I'm doing.
Saying things like that and making other people really confused.
Oops, I did it again.
