Remember how I always asked you about your day and was always
worried about you, what you would be doing or if you had friends somewhere and
wouldn’t feel alone? I still do. I still worry that you haven’t met anyone on
your first week of class, I still think about your jobs, if people are treating
you well, if you are pissed off at most of the staff there and don’t agree with
what they are saying. I still think about your flatmates that are boring or
overreact in order to impress everyone around, and I know how it annoys you.
Sometimes I regret not giving so much importance to all those complaints that
you used to make (at least for me, now I imagine you have someone new to hear
your problems, just hope I am a better listener) because now I miss them so
much, I miss how you used to breath before telling me some annoying situation
that happened to you on that day, how I used to think “oh my god here we go
again” but with a smile on my face. I wish I could call you right now in the
middle of the night, wake you up, make you worried about me just to hear your
tired voice, and not understand half of the things you say. I wish I didn’t
have to check on your social media every second to see if you are ok or if you
have people around you to take care of you while I am not there (and you are
not helping on this, thanks). But I do. We do need this, we need to grow up, we
need to understand more about ourselves before we can be together again (I know
it will happen, do not worry). We need to cry now (at least I do), we need to
miss each other so we can know the importance of our relationship (rip for now,
but not for ever), we need to wait for a message from each other every second
of the day and look at old pictures of happy times. We need this. I need you.
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