99% of time I have no idea whats going on.

We haven’t exactly talked since about last April. Unless you were forced to speak to me because of school and teachers.

But whenever we had to, I was secretly glad.

I miss you, so much.

It sucks having you in all my classes and sitting near you in a few just because I miss you so much. I know that you really don’t like me at all. And to be honest, I don’t really know why. 

But I miss hanging out with you all the time. I miss doing our homework and projects together. I miss all our inside jokes. I miss being there for you. I miss giving you advice and hugs. I miss walking to Science class with you after Math. I miss it all.

But I guess everything happens for a reason.. and sometimes its better not to know.