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Dunno What To Name This Post So Derp

I wish I could put my actual feelings here.

Like, not just write out things that somewhat represent my feelings. But just let my heart do the writing.

 

But if I actually try to do that all I end up with is kf jslkfjlaowihoeaifhjlsjgh lsjfls jfls kjfwoithjowisjfd kv.

 

I miss you. My best friend. My partner in crime.

 

I wish I could go back and fix everything.

 

I wish... for you. I don't know. To hear from you. Even though I can't respond.

 

It's been 21 days. 39 left.

 

I wish I knew you were feeling as terrible as I am and that's really awful of me. I'm so awful.

I wish I knew... how you feel at all.

 

I wish you would come back and do that thing that you would do that made me smile. Which was pretty much everything, but mostly I mean the thing with my face and stuff. The voice you would speak in. I miss it all. I miss you. So. Damn. Much. Not always. But a lot of the time.

 

Maybe I should just get used to losing best friends. This is the third time it's happened, I think. Maybe fourth. I dunno.

 

Maybe someday I'll get used to being abandoned.

What a sad existance.,

 

I love you.

 

~Molly