i hope you text me soon, and let me know that you actually do like me, you stopped talking to me just like that, and we haven’t talked since, i love you, and i know we’re young but i feel it. you made me feel like no one else did, yet you caused me the most pain. i still think about you a whole bunch. but i can’t be the one that texts you first again like always. it’s always me, never you, but it’s fine, we’ll just wait. Bye.