i really thought that although we were going through a rough patch that we would see the light and become best friends again. however, the more i hear about you and see you i can begin to understand that i’m seeing the light, but it’s coming from a better source. i’m realizing that maybe we weren’t meant to be friends. maybe you were a bad influence on me, like people had said. and maybe even though we had so much fun it still wasn’t clicking. or maybe i’m just trying to fill myself up with lies to keep away the hurt and pain of knowing that i’ll never have my friend back, and you’ll never want me back. i don’t know. i wish i did, but i don’t. and now all i can do is miss you.