Please come back. It’s so weird having you in my class and not speaking to you. We was once each others everything and how were strangers again… I miss you. We haven’t spoken in a while but I pray abt you everyday more than I pray for myself. I miss us. I would rather go back and argue with you every day again and makeup after then not speak to you ever again. Ik you’ll never see this but I love u. But I must let you go now. Thats my final act of love… letting you go. But the door will stay open. Please come back Joseph.