It’s been awhile. I haven’t heard from you in so long. Do you think of me? Because I think of you. I think of what was. I think of how we lost this. What we had was fun. What we had was great. But according to you. It was all fake. I remember the good times. I remember the bad ones too. But most of all. I think of how things could’ve been. How they would be. But, It’s over now. I’ve moved on. But, Old friend. I will never forget you. Now we have parted ways. And I hope you’re doing okay.