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You don’t come here anymore. It’s close to 2 months now, the heaving hasn’t stopped. It feels like how it was when it was the first week. You say we’ll be friends. You probably already made that switch, I know how fast you can do that. To disconnect. You’re so important to me. I don’t want you to just disappear from my life. I hope you’ll stick around too. Whatever status you want to hold. You’ve said before, you see no point in becoming friends and texting me. Yet you still do it. I guess it means something. You don’t really trust me. I know that. But I’m trying. I really am. I hope you see that. 
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