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I wish those feelings were back in place and we were still talking like back in 201X.
Those walls have gone so high up since then even in front of your friends you never let your guard down.

I let you in and you let me into your thoughts, feelings and all your stories. Somewhere along the way, immaturity, maybe got both of us back to stage one again. You closed up and I got tired trying the second time.

You fell for her first, i heard. She let you in and you gave everything that she ever wanted. But she never understood, nor did she realise that you take forever to open up to somebody. Because you're stubborn, cold hearted (just on the outside, really) and blunt. That's what you were and that's what i hated about you. And also what I liked about you.

And some things never change. 2 years in and you're still torn up about her. As crude as it sounds I guess karma goes back around huh, but it always hits worser than the first time. When I heard how you were doing, drinking as though it would solve anything, I missed the old you.

It was so simple back then, innocent even. It hurts me to know that you've closed up even tighter than before and even your friends find you unreachable. Was she really worth it? Is she really worth spending 2 years being depressed over her when she's happily attached to her boyfriend? Guess I'll never know because you walked out on us first. But its not your fault becuase I never dared to say anything and I always tend to run away from people. Is that what you're doing now? Because if I could, I would grab your shoulders and shake you screaming at you to wake the hell up because running away doesn't solve anything because I'm here and its not a great place to be at.

I barely think about you anymore. Maybe sometimes when I key in my password. But other than that, rarely. But when I do, i miss you. A little. And it scares me on how much has changed in just two short years. From talking on the phone every single night and texting every day for 4 months or so, to being complete strangers now. I don't even know who you are anymore. I knew who you were. And you knew who I was as well. I guess you could say we're even.