We used to talk and laugh about the stupidest things and I liked it. You were fun, happy, and a joy to be around. Now, we don’t see or talk to each other often. The past few times we’ve seen each other, you didn’t want to see me. You’ve been hesitant to call and if you aren’t you’re with your friends. I understand you need to hangout with them, but we haven’t had like fun in like a week and a half. I feel like we’re different now. You’re almost never happy, and it makes me frustrated and mad that I have to see you on your time. I love you, I truly do, but I miss you. I miss us.