That's where people go in your life. And now I feel I am gonna be with all the dirt, and forgotten memories, and hated people. I thought I did what was right. Didn't you say you thought so too? Then why do I feel abandoned? Why do I feel I'm losing not only you but a lot more friends.
I miss you, terribly. It must have not been apparent, but I fought for you. I did.
Ok. I'm gonna admit it again. I am jealous. Everytime I'm with her and you give her a call to invite her to eat 'as usual', and I see how her face lights up and drop everything else to go, I feel something weird which I cannot exactly explain, but it is far from being pleasant. It feels bad.
I hope you still think of me sometimes. I do not want you to forget me. I am hurt when you say that sooner or later, you will. I know that's what you need. That's what you always do. But please spare me.