i would text this to you, but the more i speak, the messier i get and the farther you get. but when you say " x people are fake" like i said earlier it makes me think its about me. maybe for you the distance is easier, but i need you to know:

your presence, i miss it. all the time we used to have, i miss it. i miss you. i fucking miss you and im not mature like you to control it or calm it down. i get insecure and overthink and i ruin things but i dont want to ruin this.

i would take the leap, do whats necessary...but i overthink. and this is not a decision that falls on me. im scared that i would repent from our friendship but i dont. no matter how much i overthink i see your face and hear the way you talk to me. i see your expressions, your eyes. i see a soulmate.

you would think im crazy, say im overthinking. so i let it go here. i wish i could text you this. i wish you were able to see my love expressed.

i love you, and i miss my friend. thats all. all the arguing and talks are the i love yous and i miss you my heart keeps quiet.

i love you, i miss you, and i hope you know that. this would be a novel through text long af and you would probably ignore it. but you'll never know.