I loved you. I loved your obsession with tumblr. And Nutella. I loved your little covers you uploaded. I loved seeing your wink every other week. I loved our 3am calls till the sun rises. I loved your visits. I loved your family, and your seal like dog. Jagga. I loved walking to the top of a mountain, just to watch the sun set. I loved your pale porcelain skin. I loved the way you talked about your passions. The way your face lit up. But, that all changed when you got more famous. Suddenly you changed. We had to stop out 3am Skype calls, because you needed the sleep, tour was draining you. You got a fake tan, and ended looking like a crouton. You stopped filming YouTube videos. You stopped the covers. We stopped our monthly catch ups. each other. The nicknames stopped. I miss the old you. You grew up, I guess. Everyone does right?
I loved you,
Troye boy <3
