I still think about you sometimes. A lot actually. Which is weird. I like to think its because you think about me too. Not sure if it's true, but its toxic and comforting. But its time to be done, please. You're the only person that's ever done this to me and idk how to handle it. I feel creepy and insane and pathetic for missing someone who most likely doesn't even think about me. Let me be. Please.
