When I See You Again

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A/N: ITS SAD IM SORRY. In other news... I have nothing.

Other than this annoying ass fly buzzing its way around my head. Imma kill a bitch. I ain't even scared.

Now, without further Adorane by Miguel, let us jump right into this as they say.

PS: This is meant to not be in any specific POV. You make it up, and tell me your guesses of who's talking. Scott? Or Mitch?

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It's been a long day without you. I hope you know I can't live, function, be apart of society without you in all honesty.

It's actually been a while. A few months since you left me for him.

Is he better? I know we were only friends, but I still miss you. You ditched me for him.

I know you love him, I respect that. You found someone to love forever. Just, why can't you come back around? See me again, just so I stay sane.

I want- no, I need you to be here. With me.

I need those long talks we had at three in the morning. I need those awkward laughing fits. I need them.

Maybe I wasn't good enough to live with, I mean it wouldn't be the first time I wasn't good enough.

Maybe I was boring. Yeah, that seems valid. I never went with you on coffee runs. I'm sorry!

I could've gotten better at all of those things. I would've gone with you everywhere, learned to be funny? Is that possible for me? Can people even learn to be funny? Who knows, I just know I would've if it would've kept you with me.

I know that you guys got married by the way. I got that invitation. Kirstie said I got the invitation three weeks late though. Thanks for making me feel more like a waste of space than ever.

I'm just glad you sort of remember me. You still mention me on Twitter, I guess I have that.

Could I have gotten better at anything? At all? I mean, if you just wanted space... I could've, would've adapted.

I don't know, maybe it was just time for you to leave, in your opinion. I was never ready for you to leave.

Well, I guess I just wanted to talk one last time. Don't bother writing back.

I won't be around to get the letter.

Hopefully you'll tell me all about it when I see you again.

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