i miss the way we used to talk to each other. “best friends forever” you said. i know you hate me now, but part of ME still loves you. you were my everything the summer of 2024. but that didn’t last long, i miss the way you’d joke about everything and the way you were always positive about anything. i miss the way you laughed, i miss the way you talked, i miss the way you treated me. but i hate the way you made me cry. i could talk all day about you, but it’s over now. it’s to late to save our friendship. miss you forever blaire, although i know you don’t miss me…