I'm sorry I moved away, I'm sorry I left. Im sorry I dont see you anymore, I'm sorry we dont talk. But I think about you all. Not from time to time, but all the time. I still care about you, even if you dont feel the same. I would shoot you a text, but my fear of rejection overwhelms the urge. And then I wonder, why couldn't you just stay? Some of you mere miles away, some of you bound across the country. Again and again, Why couldn't you just stay?