if you didn't want to be my friend, just say the damned words so i can actually talk to people who do, and stop hoping everyday, that you might answer me. This may sound pathetic as hell, but at this point, i really don't care. I missed you, and I bet you forgot about me, I needed you when no one else was there, I bet you didn't even read the message.Most of the times I've felt you WOULD understand, and oh God, I was so close to telling you, and okay. we all have lives, and we get busy and things happen, but I mean, for two months? Remember when I made like 5 nicknames for you, and Luke Crywalker was one of them? The first time you made me cry was when I read your poems. That may have been Your history. And the last time you made me cry was when I realized I was apart of that history. Maybe I meant nothing to you, but you meant the world to me at times. You were like the brother I wished I had.