It’s no secret to anyone that you and I aren’t as close as we used to be.
In a way it’s strange to think about that. We used to be best friends; we defined the phrase
. At one time no one knew me better but you, and I knew you better than anyone else. When they wanted one of us they knew they’d get the other.
Deep down? I know the distance was more my fault than yours as to why it all fell apart. I always wanted to bridge that canyon that opened up between us. Not as bad as you though.
We both missed each other. Still, you missed me more. You
. I simply accepted it. Maybe I should’ve tried more to fix it too. With both of us, it might’ve worked. I wish I had. God, do I wish that. I hope it’s not too late to do so.
Soon, I pray I’ll have that opportunity again.
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