i had a dream about you last night for the first time in months. you pop into my thoughts every so often and i wonder how you're doing. do you ever think about me? probably not. i'm hoping writing this will make me feel better, but you were the first person to ever ghost me and you really suck for that. i deserved an explanation, or at least for you to drop off my stuff yourself instead of waiting outside in the car. i was starting to really like you too. honestly i hope you never see this but if you do, i still deserve an apology.