I went to a birthday party for a friend I don't see very often, but I love being around him. He's so funny. I wonder why I don't do this more often; they are great friends who honestly care, who are nice and very genuine. They were my first friends at high school; I wonder why we're not so tight anymore. I guess because I tend to drift around, and I found people who I really wanted to hang around and I had to compromise. I'm sorry about that. I wish there was more time.
Sometimes I still miss you. There are feelings that still linger. I think most of it is because I'm wondering why you don't miss me; that's a blow to my self esteem. I feel like I need a good, long, easy conversation with someone.
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