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I wanted to check on you today. But I’d rather sit and wait for you to get back. Maybe you won’t and I’m sort of okay with it.

I saw a Panda Express ad on Spotify. I thought of you

Kay well the 4th wasn’t enough for you to call me. That’s okay baby.

Who knows maybe the 250th birthday of this stupid country will move you so deeply, that you call me drunk tonight

I’m a little drunk. A lot actually. I can’t type very well but I do know that I miss you. That I fucking hate the idea of never being with you again.

No caller ID on your birthday or getting over it by your birthday. Hmmm

If I do find my way back to you, can you please not let go so quickly next time? I mean will you really hold me as close and precious as you say?

I want to email you in a really niche back when email was new and we didn’t know the dos and donts of the platform way.

Now that we’re over. I’ll give you my tumblr acc info.

I fell in love once. I have an unimaginable hate for anyone with a certain female name. I do not eat banana bread. I refuse to eat at certain restaurant styles. I always think of the same person at the table when I’m dining out. Chinese takeout makes me sick. And I can’t imagine being in love so terribly much that I beg for another change while they refuse.

Oh dear Lord help her. She’s back on tumblr.

When i get asked by another boy to watch an astronomical event with him. I can’t help but think about how we’d learned about those things in the class we had together. That was four years ago in high school when you pursued me. I think I should accept loss and move on with my life.

Please be my Connor Mead.

I will wait and the seasons will change around me. I will want and the months will move about me.

I wanted to text you but I think it’ll be me waiting for you to come around again.

If I could ask you any question again. I’d ask in what type of weather do you think of me the most?