I walked into my room today and finally, the thought came across my mind that I should take your picture down (and maybe even yours, as well. Which is a bummer, because you were a really good friend, it's just now you've made it clear you're not interested in being friends. Oh well though, I can't change anything. But. I digress..) You asked me to a while ago but I refrained. I still couldn't help but hold onto you.

I'm sorry I didn't before, but I will now. I've let go. I'll remember you, but I might forget a lot about you. I might see you again, but it will never be like before. I'll certainly look back on you, but your definition has found a more simpler sense in my life. If I could say anything to you right now, it would be that I hope you're happy and I'm glad things are working out for you. Because, I still care, but only in a very platonic sense.

On another note.. I met his parents..