I was looking at my eighth grade yearbook the other day which would coincide with you appearing in one of my dreams the other night. I miss you, I do. I hope you see this, though I doubt you will. If you do, I hope you miss me too. We were inseparable you were a friend that I swore would be with me all my life. I know why we drifted and it was due to that big fight we had about you, I never meant to invade your privacy. I was just extremely worried. If you ever wanted to have the friendship we had, I would make the effort. I miss you Nati I really do, and I know you’re happy now and I know you probably don’t think about me anymore because every time I try to make plans you just bail ( It’s okay), I teared up the other night thinking about how we aren’t friends anymore. So if you read this and you slightly care, text me, call me, email me, stalk me, I DONT CARE, just contact me. I miss you