Maureen the writer

i guess this is it.

we're over and done with. but you know what? i fucking miss you. i miss you're hugs, and kisses. i miss our friendship. thats over too. why? i dont know. but im guess im sorry, for something i didnt do. i willing to take the blame just to get your friendship back. i'll always love you. and i really reaaly miss teh way i felt in your arms when you huged me, or how you put you're arm around me. my head fit perfectly in your sholder, and your head on my head. i miss you. i wish i just can get things back on track. or just give me one hug one last good bye.

but that is'nt gonna happen, is it?