But listen to me:
If you miss someone, tell them. Tel them you miss them and are thinking of them. Tell them now. Say all the things you wish you would have said. Come out from under that rock under which you’ve been hiding. People need to hear that they mean something to you. To someone. We keep so much inside but there’s no reason to. We need to show our love to each other. We need to forget our differences and let our spirits mingle. I know that sounds corny but fuck all that.
You will, I promise you, get more out of it than you have given.