It’s been ages since I’ve thought about Peter in that way. And I really thought I was fine. But we haven’t talked in a while and it’s starting to get to me. I remember when I first moved here… I missed my Bubble and my group of girlfriends so much. I went from being able to call someone every second of every day, to talk about the stupidest things to not having anyone to really talk to. I don’t think I’ve ever really had that one person to talk to about anything and nothing since. Not that I haven’t wanted to.

It’s not that I think I can talk to him about anything and everything either. In fact I’m pretty sure there are some things that I couldn’t talk to him about. But he’s the closest thing to it. I know that he’s always going to care about me and be my friend no matter how stupid what I say sounds sometimes. Forever. And if not forever, at least for a very very long time. I miss him. In so many ways.

I really hope we get to talk soon. I was really hoping to talk to him tonight actually… because I have a pretty big day tomorrow and I need to hear some supportive words… from the one person that can always calm me. Oh well. Suck it up!