Lol. I know you'd probably never come across this space, but allow me to answer this as if this anon were really you. I do miss you. I still think about you all the time. I still catch myself wanting to see you. Every now and then, I'd casually bring up things we could do together, hoping you'd take the hint. Hoping you'd ask me instead or at least show me that you still wanted to spend time with me. You never really did. Remmber that party we were both looking forward to? It already happened. I thought about inviting you, but I couldn't bring myself to ask. I was too afraid of hearing "no." I still had a great night, but part of me kept wondering if I should've asked anyway?? So I did days later. I asked if you wanted to watch a movie. You left me on seen. You didn't even bother to read the next message. That hurt. I think that's when I finally accepted what I'd been trying so hard not to admit. I thought that even if we were never going to be anything more, I'd at least get to keep you in my life. If I'm being honest, this pain isn't even because I couldn't be your lover. It's because I thought I could at least be your friend. I could've lived with "just friends" I just didnt know I'd end up feeling like we weren't even that. I wanted you in my life so badly. I really believed you wanted me in yours too. It's kind of crazy, because if you ever somehow read this, you'd probably just laugh or maybe you'd roll your eyes wondering what the hell im still on about, yeaah honestly, I wouldn't blame you. I guess the only choice I have now is to live my life without you. I'll miss you for awhile. but I'll be okay. I hope life is always kind to you.
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amandla
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