Black reminds me of your nail polish. I am so sorry that I took you for granted. I ignored you for my own selfish reasons. Every day I wonder what it would be like if I treated you better. Even though you were my friend, best friend, I still associate you as being my first love. It felt like I could talk to you about anything, but I felt like I could never say you were my best friend or "I love you" because I would be "cringy". I regret thinking that way so much. I want to hug you again and smell the Dr. Pepper that always lingered on you. I regret telling you that you just smelt like "couches" because you had a scent that was my comfort scent for a long time. I want to play Roblox with you, I want to rage at online games with you, and I want to hear your voice again. The only thing I have left of you is your old voicemails you left me, a birthday card, and my fading memories. I just want you back. Sometimes I wonder if you even liked me though. You told me that we couldn't be friends anymore because your parents don't like me, and every day that passes I wondered what I did wrong to upset them. It is driving me crazy not knowing what I did. I could've improved if we just had better communication I feel. Emily, I love you. If for some reason you see this, are you still in that SpongeBob amino? Heh, I still have that BSS factory on Bloxburg, and I don't think I'm ever going to delete it.