It's been almost a year.
It's amazing how fast time flies by.
It's depressing that we never attempted to talk to each other again.
It's frustrating since I have to be the one to initiate any form of contact.
It's tiring being the one who's actually affected by the whole situation.
It's sucky that nothing's ever going to change.
It's strange that we were even friends in the first place.
It's sad that I still think about us almost everyday.