A year from now, we'll all be gone.

I miss you. Yesterday was really hard for me... because I know it's probably the last time I'm going to see you, and we didn't even say hello.

I really hope things are going well for you. I always do.

Maybe I'll forget about you when I move away. Maybe that's for the best... I can see you have.

Even though I have a strong feeling, I hope you have fun with... nevermind... I can't even type it.


I'm so scared, and I wish I could talk to you. You've always been a good person to talk to.
Can you please just get wasted and call me, again? I want to say goodbye, and I want to talk to the you who's willing to talk to me like nothing ever happened.

Goodbye.