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I never wanted to fight.
All I did was do what I felt was right at the moment, not thinking about stopping to think about the consequences of my actions.
I never wanted to lose you.
Especially not like this.
I love you.
I always will.
Can’t we just forget this ever happened?
We both said some things I’m sure we didn’t mean.
I know I did.
And I did some things I really regret doing.
You were my best friend.
The person I could come to about anything, knowing you’d never tell anyone.
No one will ever be able to fill the void you left in my life when we stopped being friends.
I hate seeing you at school and not being able to say hi and give you a hug.
It hurts me when I see you walking outside, because I know I can’t yell your name from my window and come hang out with you.
We had the best times together.
Remember when we made that cake for my sister, but ended up eating it?
Remember Warped Tour?
Remember when you came over and we worked out for like..3 hours, but ended up just pigging out on junk food afterwards?
Remember all our movie nights, our phone calls, our crazy MySpace comments?
Hate is too much work.
You know I don’t like work.
I miss you.
