I feel terrible.
I missed you leaving because I never joined Izzy's damned Marvel roleplay, ha. I guess things come back to you like that.
Anyway, hi there. Not sure you'll see this anytime soon or even look at this account ever again, but you must, right? Even if it's ten years from now and you're cleaning out your phone for storage, you're bound to click on that weird orange W app and see what's happened when you were gone, right? This message to you over a month after you left can't be pointless, can it?
I'm sure it can and probably will be.
Either way, I love you so much, Charlie. I'm sitting here crying reading your goodbye messages from August like I just lost a beloved family member. I'm sad. This whole thing is sad. But I hope that wherever you are when you read this, you're happy. I also hope you haven't forgotten.
I got this sorry app when I was barely 11 years old. You were my first online (and in general) friend I ever had. You taught me so much and I cherished it so little. You were amazing, and I treated it like it could never be taken away. You're special, Charlie. You always were; to me, at least. You're the best friend I could ever ask for.
All those times you told us you might leave, that there was a chance you would never come back, I took it for granted. Charlie would never leave, I thought. It was impossible to me, a foreign idea. And now it's happened. It happened. You left and I didn't even get to say goodbye. And I'm sorry. Words cannot ever express how much I love you.
That's it, I think. Please read this. Stay healthy, stay happy, and never forget who you are (and always were) to me: My first roleplay buddy, a friend from The Wings Of Life And Death, a sibling from our Mom and Dadmom, Quiet_84.
- Wiggle.
(P.S. If you ever do read this, for God's sake, contact me. If I'm not dead, I'll be on Wattpad, and I'll be dying to talk to you again.)
(P.P.S. You haven't forgotten about Nick, have you?)
