i still remember the days i used to sit on your phone after school, those sweaty back hugs after lunch everyday. those handwritten letters for every occasion, you calling me peanut just to tease me. i miss you, i want to text you so bad and tell you everything, go back to what we were before, but i know that isnt possible. just a simple text about your cats, or dramas weve watched always made my week, my month. when i said i really enjoyed talking to you, i really meant it, i just didnt want to get hurt any more. i hope youre doing okay, i always wished to go to one of your soccer games and cheer u on. 08. i hope youre still smiling and doing what you love. i love you.
