There are still times when I miss the friendship connection I had with you. You and I used to spend hours talking about life. I’ve been thinking about that a lot lately… Back then I wasn’t happy in myself, a part of me was missing, but with you it didn’t matter. I’m not sure if that’s because we were high, or because you got me like no one else did. I do miss you but I don’t miss who I was when I was with you. I’m not sure what that means. I know I was changing, but so were you. We’ve grown apart and it sucks because I know I would still do anything for you but I can’t say that same for you. Would you even look twice if you saw me? We always said that we would be us forever and I never thought it would end the way it did. I’m still thinking of you and I hope you’re doing well.