strangers. chapter one; i hate that we're strangers now.
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⎯ ⋆☼∗✩ ⎯ daniel seavey today 7:35pm
corbyn besson hey daniel, i don't really know where to start this so i guess i'll just go for it. i just wanted to check up on you. it feels like we haven't talked in ages and i can't stand it anymore. i hate thinking of your name and immediately feeling so much pain, even after all of this time. i wanted to let you know that i'm not mad. not anymore. even after your last day in new york, i could only stay mad for so long until it all dissolved into pain. but that's not even the point of this. i just hate the way we ended. i would of never blown up at you if i knew this is where it would lead us. i just wanted to yell at you for a little. wanted to scream at you for all that you've done and then have you pick up the pieces like you always do. but the worst came about and you didn't do any of that. you left like i thought you wouldn't. at least not at a time like that. i hate that we're strangers now. i have no idea what's going on in your life and you have no idea what's going on in mine. and i hate that with everything in me.
corbyn besson i don't really even need a reply back, just a long tangent. i miss you and im not trying to be clingy or make you feel like shit or anything like that. you still mean just as much to me as you did eight months ago. and i could only hope that someday we won't be strangers anymore.
