twenty one.

picking up the pieces of my life; shattered.

Out of all the things that we said and done, the one thing that I wish the most was to have your friendship.
I miss talking to you, because every time I try to talk to you now, you seem like you could care less, and I miss having someone to confide in with every shitty thing that has happened to me. You were my best friend, and I miss that the most.