noah

conclusion

we haven't talked.

it's been four months.

i'm officially over you

and I have a new crush.

his name is Kris, if you were wondering.

and he's way cuter than you. 

you probably don't care about me anymore

and I doubt we will ever see each other or talk again

but I will never stop caring

never stop wondering

what's going on 

how you're doing

what we could have been if you cared a little more

and what, exactly, we were.  

tell your brother I say happy birthday

because I know it's the day before Christmas

and he's turning ten

and I'm going to miss him, too

but if you don't care about me, 

i'll try to stop caring so much about you.

i won't let your disappearance in my life affect me

as much as it should

and I'll focus on Kris.

he's cuter than you anyway.

the last thing you said to me was "Yes", 

the last thing I said to you was "yup".  

i can't believe we're just going to let it end that way.

i'm sorry I was boring to you

sorry I wasn't interesting enough

sorry I wasn't more outgoing

sorry.

the last few conversations were awkward

and we were trying to plan a day to see each other again

and you said it wouldn't be that long

but it's been four months since you said that

four months

one hundred and twenty six days exactly

we were trying to see each other

and we didn't talk after that.  

and that's the saddest thing to say: we just didn't talk after that.