one day i was upset and you asked me what was wrong and i told you that i was scared and you asked of what, i told you i was scared of losing you and you told me not to worry because i never would. you pinkie promised. and now when we walk past each other in the corridor it’s like we never met, like i don’t even exist to you. it hurts because i don’t even know what i did wrong. i dont miss dating you because i’m happier than ever right now but i miss having you in my life. i miss having my best friend.