sometimes i wonder whether its really worth it. I try so hard to be a part of your life, but after all this time (yes, it really feels that long), i'm asking myself 'does this friendship mean anything anymore?'

i love you so much (in a strictly platonic way of course) and yet i find myself sitting here and pondering the unbearable question of whether or not you feel the same way.

i feel like i'm diagonally parked in a parallel universe.

E.