Decades::afi

decade 2

dear lia,

a lot can happen in a decade. people change, things die, friendships wither away.

ours didn't, though.

and here you are, 20 years old, drinking cheap wine in our apartment and i am watching you and writing this.

oh, how you've grown.

i remember your crooked teeth and pig tails of your 10 year old self.

looking at you makes me really sad, you know that? it makes me really sad, how stupid!

a boyfriend looking at his girlfriend should be happy.

but lia, here i am, fucking sad.

you make me sad.

i hate you,

ashton