And that was without even a single drop of rum.

It’s happening, i can feel it. I’m annoying you, I’m caring too much, and getting into your business too much, and you’re getting tired, and instead of telling me, you’re ignoring me and being short and starting to act really uninterested. I’m sorry, but when i feel like there’s the possibility that i could lose someone i hold on tighter, i can’t let you go, you’re my best friend, and you’re the only thing keeping me sane right now, but i need YOU. I need you to want to talk to me 24/7 and not give me one and two word replies, i need a conversation, i need our late night calls, i need YOU, and i need what we used to be.  

You were my best friend, and you have to understand that I did what I did not because I wanted to hurt you, I just wasn’t strong enough to say no, to her, or to myself. But I do miss you, and do care for you still, a lot. Please give me one last chance, at least now that I’m leaving.