I don’t want to sound needy, or clingy, or too attached. I never want you to think of me as being 100% the way I am. I never tell you how much it hurts me when you don’t speak to me for days on end. I never tell you how underappreciated I feel when you don’t make time for me when I make time for you. I never tell you how much I want to talk to you just to talk, with no purpose– just the way we used to. I miss that. I miss you.