sometimes, i think about what would happen if i didn't decide to just stop talking to you. i hope you know it was truly for my mental health. i became obsessed and clingy, seeking validation and overthinking constantly. i swore to myself i would never be like that to you, but i ended up being that way. i cherished our friendship so much, but those feelings of overthinking and being second choice overwhelmed me that i had to take a step back. i know i told you we might some day cross paths again, and i really hope we do. sometimes, i still think about the way i ended things. it was bad. i miss being your friend.