dear z
yes you’re the first person i called this morning. it was 5:55 AM, i was upset because n’s mom passed away, and you were the only one i could think of waking up. it was just an excuse. i was so relieved to have some reason to re initiate contact. i know you don’t miss me as much, and its bloody galling on my pride to have to be the needy clingy one constantly chasing after a reluctant you. for a prince you seem pretty damn grudging of your affection. anyway. i’m not strong enough to stay away for pride’s sake. i get more out of our conversations than you do clearly. its so good to hear your voice. you’re my best friend. you understand me. i don’t know how it happened. ur calling!