I don’t understand why I run to you for comfort. Maybe it’s because you understood me at a point and I expected it to be like it was. It’s like I feen for your words just to make me feel better. Like you said, “I’m doing fine without alot of people.” I know I’m one of those people but you still seem like you care. It has been 4 months. Last night the truth came out and I put it upon myself for even hitting you up like we were together. I remember when your mom said she like me because you didn’t go out much and stayed home. But, now I wonder how is she and your and hers relationship because I know you adore her so much. Anyways, I’m doing alright and it seems like you’re having the time of your life. It’s cool though I’m annoyed with myself even bothering. I’m going to shovel the snow to get things off my mind.