I’m sorry I never sought help for my illegal feelings, J, I’m sorry I texted your sister. J, and M, you were the only people who understood me and with whom I could be myself with IRL. Loosing the only people who get you is one thing; causing them to leave you is even worse. I don’t expect forgiveness. I don’t expect you to be my friends again. I just want to hear your voices for 5 more minutes. I can’t even smile at our old memories anymore, I just realise what I’ve lost.