Please
Please just reach out, I miss being friends. I miss talking to you, I miss knowing how you're doing, I miss going on walks on our lunch breaks.
I don't think you're doing well. I asked and you brushed me off. I just have this bad feeling.
I told you you could always reach out if you were doing bad. I told you that I hated this, us not talking, us not being friends, that I miss you.
You told me there's no problem. You said it is what it is.
I wake up in the morning and think maybe I'll never see you again. Please just come back. :(
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