Tell me you miss me. Tell me you miss me like crazy and then say you're sorry for hurting me that time when you weren't honest but defended yourself and completely invalidated my feelings and made me feel like I was the psychotic one. Tell me you want me, that you are certain. Say you're sorry for going back and forth. For not taking this 10 year friendship into consideration and willingly let everything crumble and not fighting hard enough for this. Come down to my house in the evening, not at 3 am to tell me you like me again. Tell me over and over again how much you want me and not only when we are in bed, almost always intoxicated with fumbling hands trying to undress each other in the dark. Tell me you how I make you laugh. Ask me about my day, don't just drop a few coherent texts after days of ignoring me and then continue to talk shit again. Ask me about my family, and I want to know more about yours. Ask me out - you haven't done that since Artbox. Have better conversations with me - we used to do that. Call me on random nights to check in like you used to.
Lastly, be brave to want this enough, because they keep telling me to be brave enough to let you go.
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