To no one in particular
Yknow sometimes I still read over our old talks
I wonder why we had to stop
And what could’ve happened if we kept going
I’m sure you think it’s all cringy now
And dumb
But it still lingers in the back of my mind
How we would stay up until one of us passed out (usually me)
Or how detailed the fights would be
They actually made me cry a few times, you were that good at playing your character
I got a lot of ideas from our talks, it changed my view on all the characters
I wonder if you read over it too
I wonder if you think about whether our characters would still be fighting
Or dead
Or living happily ever after
Do you think about it?
I know I do
How long did our conversations last for?
Almost a year right?
Or maybe it was closer to half a year?
I miss them sometimes
But I always knew they’d have to come to an end
I just wish we were able to write a happy ending
That way neither of us would be left wondering