We ran into each other a few months ago, it was the first time in a long time. I spent a wide-eyed night in bed, trying to remember the last time I saw you before that, but all I could find was this blank spot. But when I thought about it, I had missed you. They way we looked down on them for not being like us. Things have changed, the scripts had stopped, but we're still amazing. I notice you're more quiet than usual, but that could just be the thing affecting your brain. Apparently there are no other girls as nice as me, and to be honest I didn't even know you missed me at all, let alone that much. Your heart is racing, and you won't take no for an answer. I tell you I need a cigarette and time to think. I tell you that I'm sorry to disappoint.S.
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