you disappeared over 2 weeks ago, i never got to tell you how i felt about you. but you wouldnt care, im nothing to you. but its okay. i just wish i could relive the one moment i was with you, you being by my side and touched hands. looking back i never thought i would obsess over this 10 minute moment. the last touch was your right hand giving me something that i lost, something that helped me cope and something that helped me forget about everything and something that gave me euphoria. i hope youre okay, i wonder when youll come back. ill be depressed all throughout december knowing youre not in this city anymore.