why did i think of you all of a sudden? it's been months since i last did, probably. we're not together anymore. we weren't serious, anyway. we were so young that we didn't even understand what a relationship was supposed to be. but it was still one of the only things keeping me going. i never realised that everything seemed more depressing than it usually was after we stopped talking. we haven't spoken since april last year, on your birthday. wishing you a happy birthday is the last thing i ever said to you. i wish i was brave enough to reach out. it's not even that i want us to be together, and i know you wouldn't want that either, i just hate that we stopped talking. maybe the reason you loved the colour yellow was because of how much happiness you brought. 💛