It's been a while since we talked, isn't it. I texted you a few weeks ago, and I got back a three word text and it stopped there. Just like that. Actually, it might have been just like a word. We don't talk anymore really. It makes me sad.
Same with her too. She only talks to me when she's lonely, pretty much. It annoys me. What kind of friend does that make me?
It's a bit cloudier tonight; the moon's blurred like my foggy window. It's getting cold.
It'd be one year tomorrow. But Tim, it didn't mean a thing. She dumped you like trash. It wasn't anything. Not a problem, you're over that.
Yea. I guess so.
What if it snows tomorrow?
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