Confessions of an open wound--Dear Leanna
Dear Leanna,
I thought about you today, while looking at pictures of our past. I thought we would be best friends for the rest of our life. Things came to an end and no explanation was given. I've been screwed thinking about this for a long time. Today, I never hear from you and when I have tried to contact you, you make it enibitable. A friendship that was full of all surprises, whether it be to send flowers to work, surprise me after school, or our midnight dennys I'll never forget. Our Seattle trip was the best and i will never forget it. I kind of feel like shortly after the trip we drifted into another world. I wanna go back, go back to normal where we were insepertable and where we always were the spontaneous ones. I wish you were able to read this but I feel like Im stuck and even when I want to explain things to you its like confessions to an open wound and you never wanna understand...many changes have happened sense those days and I wonder if you even think of me
I thought about you today, while looking at pictures of our past. I thought we would be best friends for the rest of our life. Things came to an end and no explanation was given. I've been screwed thinking about this for a long time. Today, I never hear from you and when I have tried to contact you, you make it enibitable. A friendship that was full of all surprises, whether it be to send flowers to work, surprise me after school, or our midnight dennys I'll never forget. Our Seattle trip was the best and i will never forget it. I kind of feel like shortly after the trip we drifted into another world. I wanna go back, go back to normal where we were insepertable and where we always were the spontaneous ones. I wish you were able to read this but I feel like Im stuck and even when I want to explain things to you its like confessions to an open wound and you never wanna understand...many changes have happened sense those days and I wonder if you even think of me