i want to sneak out and find you again. every time i leave the house i wonder if i’ll run into you. what would you say if you saw me? i go into the store you work at but you’re never there. i feel like a creep but honestly i just wish i’d had more closure. you stood me up and i’m worth more than that but maybe i shouldn’t have blocked you so quickly. or maybe i should have said good bye. who knows. i wonder if what we had meant anything to you at all. you didn’t fight for me or even apologize, so maybe i did make the right call i don’t know. i miss you. maybe. or maybe i miss having someone to sneak out to see. but either way i still think about you a lot. i still have your almond joy sitting on my nightstand.