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don't u know its (still) impressed me. i had flashback all time. we go days without having a meaningful conversation, and i used to miss you so much when that happened. i can't stop myself for liking you or thinking about you. you are the first thing i think of when i wake up & the last thing i think of before i go to sleep. but it never seemed like you missed me, and i guess because of it i want to stopped missing you. because it doesn't make sense for you to love me, i'm nothing. & u know? to not know if i'll ever speak to you again completly breaks my heart. dear you... do you even still think about me?