it’ll soon be 3am. too late or too early, remember our sleepless nights? it used to be so fun. we would just text and call and well … i miss that. i miss us. i miss you. but you know that, dont you? regardless, you now have « a thing » with a girl who used to be my friend. the one i was supposed to not have doubts on, huh? tho you didnt cheat, it feels that way. hell, did you even love me? (i love you regardless, my sweet boy)