i will always have a soft spot for you and i hate that i hate you, but if you were to text me and tell me you wanted to be closer i wouldn’t hesitate to say yes. sometimes i feel like you hate me and other times i feel like a part of you missed me like i miss you. we have grown so much since freshman year and i know we’d be better now- but you don’t want me. but i just miss the times we had, stargazing, music, making out at the park, talking, crying together. i miss you syris.