Hello.
I know we have met before.
But I don’t recognize you.
What happen to that smile you always had?
The kid who would always make everyone happy?
Now you just have tears in your eyes.
You isolate yourself as if you know you’ve changed.
As if you’re ashamed of what you’ve become.
What we have become.
When’s the last time you wrote?
When’s the last time you were proud of yourself?
When was the last time you had a real smile?
You can’t remember.
That’s probably because I can’t either.
Remember that night you attempted suicide?
The night no one knows about but us.
Even though we woke up.
I’m convinced that’s the day we died.
We will never be the same.
Hello.
I know we have met before.
But I don’t recognize you.