You have moved on. You have a completely
different life now, and our paths don't even cross anymore
because we're so different. We hang out at different places
and have different friends and I'm pretty sure the image I
still have of you in my head is no longer really you. And it
really just pains me to see how much we've grown apart and
how we don't even talk anymore. You don't even try to
talk to me. And I just really, really miss you and you
know that, because I've told you so many times, and you never
missed me back. And I just want to rewind to when I mattered to
you, even just the slightest bit. Because even that tiny bit is
better than this.
