Teach

Dear friend,
I know the fact that we haven't been talking in months, and I don't like it.

I miss talking to you. I miss you.

Every Sunday, when we have the chance to meet,

I always try to read your eyes. Sometimes it says, "Get lost," "I do not wish to speak to you ever," and things that scare me.

Other times, it says, "I miss you, too. Let's hang out and catch up."

Or are you not saying anything?

You know,
I dreamed about you the other night, and it was a nightmare.er. We were fighting, and I won't see you again.
I don't want us to end that way.
I know I always begin and end things in the wrong foot. I hurt. I make mistakes. I'm very much imperfect. But you always believe in me, somehow. You always believe in the best of me.
You had your own way making me smile every time we talked.


You promised to be my best friend. I promise to be yours.
I will keep my words. Will you?

LotsOfLove

Me.

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