hey, i hope you're doing well... not really. i sometimes catch myself reminiscing about those days that we spent together, laughing about every syllable we shared together. i know that we both had our faults, i know we're too prideful to meet again, but i just wish you'd knew that i still look for you at the places we went together. i know you facetimed me, i really wished i could pick up. but i can't. i can't bring myself to it because of all the things that we went through. you changed me a lot to stop caring about what others think about me, but when you left me the way you did, you worsened my fear of other people. i don't blame you though. i just wish that sometimes, there would be a false alarm about the world ending so that maybe we could give our egos up and be with each other.