...isn’t something I wanted to do, but I’ve given up. She has proven that I mean nothing to her and holding onto a memory that may be completely meaningless is a waste of my time. I’ve found a friend in California who, well, we’ve known each other for a very long time. I’d give anything to drop all I’m doing, pack my bags, go to her, and stay there forever. She makes me so brave that I almost could do that, too. I hope she knows what she means to me…