Dear Ex-Best Friend,
I guess I was stupid for leaving you. I hope your realize how much you meant to me. Now you left. Your gone. You probably already forgot about me and are having sleepovers with your new rich, snobby friends. Probably doing each others hair, gossiping, and getting mani-pedis. Well, I don't know why I'm complaining so much, I mean, I'm the one who decided we were done. What was I thinking. One word. Stupid. I was stupid. Why did I do that. I'm not even sure. Am I blind? You were always there for me no matter what happened. You were caring; kind. Why did I let you go? I can't eat, breathe, or do anything without thinking about you! Why couldn't we stay together..... forever? I know, I know, Dumb I am; Stupid I am. All that goes through my mind is..
Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?
Why did I do this.... Why? And I can't believe what I was thinking. How my mind was functioning. Do I have a problem or something? I know, I know. You probably don't care. I shouldn't waste my time writing in a notebook. Meanwhile Gavin Moore asked me out for dinner yesterday. I was too depressed to say yes. I miss you! I just needed you to jump up and down with me. Holding hands and chanting; "Yes yes yesssss!"
I mean he's the hottest boy in school. I turned him down. For you. I need you.
Well I guess I'll see you soon,
Abigail
