back in highschool, i always looked for your number on the football field.

i told u that i go to our old spot to think but i actually go thinking u will be there too.

I wonder every day if you think about me. I hate that I still miss you. It was supposed to be us.

i dream about you a lot, mostly about the things we can never say out loud. maybe one day we can.

i wish you would notice me.

the morning of my bday last yr i saw her post. I thought abt it all day. why wouldn’t you tell me??

I really wish we kept contact like we promised each other we would do...I really miss you