you

i really needed you today. yesterday. last week. but i promise i wont call. you made it so i cant.. anyway.

i hope you’re well and i hope you don’t think of me all the time like i think of you. i’ll never understand why you did the thing i was most afraid of, and just disappeared into thin air. like who i once knew you as was all a lie. but i’ve learned it’s okay for me to not understand, because it means i would have never done that to you. i cared about you. i still care about you, for some unknown reason, and a part of me will always be rooting you on. don’t work yourself to death. call me, one day.