This is a really random letter I wrote last night. It’s only kinda emo. lol. I was in a weird mood, and it just kinda happened.
Anyway, I feel hungover today. Which wouldn’t be all that odd (except I don’t drink all that often) – but I didn’t drink last night. I also slept so hard I took my shirt off while asleep. It kinda freaked me out when I woke up today. Then I found it, and was much better.
::Travis needs some DayQuil::
Dear Person,
I know this comes out of nowhere; and I’m fairly certain you won’t even read this. But I must say, I miss you.
Not in the we-could-have-been-together kind of way, but as my friend. Best friend in fact. You may not remember – or you do, because you remember everything – but we were epic. Pocotello epic. I miss that.
Like the one time, where we used (stole) a girl’s phone to talk about how much you liked her. Then there was the time where we ran away together. All the way across the state. Just to try and make life better.
You see, I’m by mo means perfect- in fact, I’m fairly far from it. What I did was pretty bad. If I could gain the balls to actually tell you that, I would. Things didn’t work out the way I wanted, and if I could change it, I would.
Would you accept my apology? I think I haven’t tried yet because I don’t know if you would.
I’m a different person now, and I think you are too. Could these two different people be friends? I hope so.
