I really miss you.
I haven’t spoke to you in months now. In fact, it’s nearly been a year. I didn’t think I could live without you. Truth is, I can. It’s just 100 times harder.
You have no idea how much you mean to me. And I often think to myself ‘why didn’t I tell you’. Then I remember, you were my teacher. And i was your student. And that’s all I’ll ever be to you. And although I’m not okay with that, that’s the way it’s got to be.
I think about you all time (even in my sleep). I wonder what you’re doing and if you ever you ever think of me. It feels like forever since I last saw your smile or heard your laugh.
I just hope that you’re happy and that you’re doing okay because I know I’m not.