I'm so not used to this.
I wonder if it's a good thing.Â
Talking to you isn't the same as it always was. Â There's no easy conversation and free flowing laughter. I'm always self conscious of what I should say, rather than simply saying what's on my mind. Â I feel like you'd rather not be talking to me. Â Sometimes, just because there is't anything to talk about, I'd rather not be talking to you. Â (Not in person, I mean). Â But I miss you too. Â Maybe too much is different now.
Rawr. Â I miss the friend that you always were. Â We feel like strangers now. Â A stranger who I know everything about. Â Â










