Dear... Sleepy
I’m sorry for everything. Treating you like shit when you only wanted to listen and help. I hope you understand that I was going through a hard time and I trusted you enough to vent out my anger at you. I know it wasn’t healthy.
I hope you’re doing okay. You seem happy. Playing games again. Ms2 is closing down soon so I wont ever see you again. I always had this little hope that we’d have one conversation. But I guess it wont happen. I should let you go. I’m trying. But it’s hard when I think of you or see you around. It’s better this way anyways, right?