February 8
February 8
I think about you sometimes idk. I went through a period where I would just message random people and ask about you, because I don’t remember you as much as I would like too. Soon all be older than you were which is weird to say. Also I wish you were here bc I recently moved to the west coast, the mountains are pretty, and sometimes I wonder if we could’ve been looking at the same mountains or driving on the same roads. I wish you stayed long enough to understand the beauty that comes after our sad days.