Red

I sit here in the library thinking about us

To be honest I’m not even sure if there ever was or is an us

I find myself missing you

but then I call you and you tell me you don’t miss me

and I cant help but wonder if should even bother anymore

I refuse to let you become some guy i used to be closed with and then we found each other just falling apart

little by little

first Diego 

then LA 

and now I’m miles away and you don’t care

idk idk idk 

I just want to know il have my best friend back when i get home