One day I hope I can call you mine. I told the stars about you and you’re always on my mind still. No matter what I do my head still has a special place that makes me always think of you. You felt like home. You’re not the same as you used to be. You used to be the person who would actually look forward to calling me, text me whenever you were happy so you could spread it to me, text me asking if I was doing ok almost every second so I wouldn’t feel so lonely. You were there. Why can’t we go back to that now we’re just two ghosts that act like we didn’t ft every second and spent the whole quarantine with each other. You were the only other person I ever trusted talking abt my mom and I’ve never regretted it more. I miss the old us