You feel like a stranger to me now. An acquaintance at best. I remember a time when you and I would text until 4am and still not run out of things to talk about. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss it but sometimes a person hurts you so much that it overshadows the good times. Sure I remember that time we broke all the rules at mini golf but now I can’t forget all of the times you made me want to die.
Midnight thoughts (it’s not the same anymore)

