Because I need to let this out. And I need you to know this.
It takes so much effort to not talk to you, to not mind you. Because you got me used to talking about almost everything. You got me used to your company, to your stories, to your jokes.
I have no idea if you know what you’re doing. And I think I’m being stupid going with the flow but I am.
And as always, I’m clueless.