Its 3:46 in the morning, the end of December.

I’m Writing to you now to let you know that our friendship was over the moment you walked into class 3 years ago without making eye contact.

I clearly remember that day, and how confused i was

because i don’t remember doing anything to piss you off

but you were mad and i didn’t know why.

Even when we ‘made up’ things could never be the way they were before.

There is nothing you and i could do to fix our shattered friendship.