i read through our old texts today, and i finally understood what you meant. you could’ve been nicer, but so could i. all i ever should’ve said to you was that i loved you. because that was my greatest truth. it still is.

I wish I hadn't cut contact, I still think of you fondly but mostly worry and wonder if you're ok. Mainly, I wish I had been more emotionally mature.

We acted that night like where is something about us. But another day you acted like we are no more than friends. And still.. I think you're my home.

a piece of me will always be 18 and in love with you.
p.s. i still think about you

I don't know why I'm still like this, but why do you always pick them over me?

I'll always hate the fact that your dead. its been 2 years and no one talks about what happend

I think about you everyday , he’s nothing like you.

I love you so much handsome, I wish you picked me tho..