i wonder how you are? and who you’ve become? when your happy? or if you ever think about me? i wonder what parts of me remained long after i was gone? i simply wish i could hear about your days. how’s college? new friends? i just want to apart of your life, but i don’t get that privilege anymore. we’re stranger again, something i never wanted to be. i miss you ( all of you) more and more everyday. i love you. i wish you understood that when i told you i loved you i truly meant it in a truly deep way. i know i was a joke to you but you were meant more to me than you’ll ever know.