My phone battery is low

My phone battery is low,

And i’m pretty sure that you decided to ignore me. 

I don’t know why I get attached too fast over someone I met on the internet about a year ago.

 You were a really good friend. You are a really good friend and I just wish for you to be happy and your mental health to be fine. But see, your face haunts me. I’m pretty sure I saw you at that show two weeks ago. Same hair, similar face, behavior, and I couldn’t figure out the words that you were saying but it was probably your voice. The same I heard so many times on the phone. 

You used to draw me a lot, in your notebooks and on the whiteboard in your classroom. I miss our jokes. 

I’ve never missed a friend I met online this much. Usually, we end up stopping talking and it’s fine. I think it hurt this time because you left so quick without telling me why. 

What if it was really you, at that show. What if you were in front of me, with your bones, red sweatshirt, stupid excited smile for the concert to come and nice haircut. It feels weird. I met you, but I didn’t even know it. I saw you, but you don’t know that either. 

Maybe it wasn’t you. 

It’s still weird. 

I’m imagining that it’s you.

My phone battery is low, it’s about to die and I don’t have any idea of how many words I can still write before my device decides that it’s time for me to stop talking about such nonsense.

You never answered my texts questioning about this. I asked if you happened to be there, randomly, on the fourth of October 2025. 

Maybe I’ll never know.

I went to the park and ate pasta trying to distract myself. 

But everytime I see your profile on this stupid app and/or website I still wonder where have you been.

You gave me your taste in music so I can mourn your presence now maybe gone forever better. My cds are just a bunch of plastic I told you so’s.

I want to drink water.

Have you ever really danced on the edge ? (-Pierce the veil, The Balcony Scene)

I need to fix my sleep schedule.

Lee