Inside...

Dear Pat,

I miss you. I may not always say it, but I do. I miss my bestfriend. I miss how close we were. I miss you so much my heart hurts. I've lost so many special people, please don't be one of them. I miss your annoying random calls, your random texts, your corny jokes, your annoying hugs and kisses.

They say you've change. You hang out with the cool people now. I guess I'm not cool enough. Since I only study in Trinity. And I can't afford to study in Miriam. I'm sorry, I'm poor. I'm sorry.

These days, you may have no clue but I've been feeling lonely. I've been feeling really unhappy. I feel like I'm worthless. Everyday seems to be a punishment. I don't think I can hold on much longer. There are nights I just cry myself to sleep, thinking of a way to just escape reality. Cita misses you so much.

I can't help but be mad at you, whenever we ask if you're free to hangout you seem so busy. But I guess I'm not fun as Sab and Lyn. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

Missing the old you,
Mita