I know some friendships aren’t meant to last forever. I know some are just lessons, or people who help you along your journey. But I miss you. I miss hanging out with you. I miss being your friend. I never meant to let my own mental health make me a bad friend, and I wish you knew that I never meant to hurt you intentionally. I’d never say this though; because I know you’d only laugh, and say it’s pathetic I can’t move on.