I hate that we don't talk anymore. I
I hate that we don't talk anymore. I want to break the walls between us down more than anything.
I hate that the only time we can be ourselves with each other is when we're alone- that's the only time you'll let your guard down with me. You'll barely give me the time of day when other people are around. And how often are we ever alone together? About once in the last few months.
And yet I still live for those times.