I still look at your Spotify playlists to see what kind of music you’re listening to. Your name crosses my mind a million times a day. I should be over you by now, but I’m not. I was happiest when I was with you and now I don’t feel like myself. Nothing feels right. But I hope you’re doing ok. Text me sometime, I would love talk, even though I know that’s not going to happen. Pet your dog for me, I miss her too