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We haven't been friends in quite some time and if I may be honest, if I knew you would live in my mind rent free these days, I never would have been your friend again. The thing is I'm fine not being your friend. Well... maybe not fine. I just don't know anymore. I mean I'm over you, but I still get a little sad. I know I should be past thinking about you and I try to be. Today, I saw three people who looked like they could be you and the more i thought about it, it felt like I was looking for you where you weren't. I'm proud of all you have accomplished these days. We were on and off friends for quite some time and sometimes I wonder if you ever think about me and any good times we had?  Maybe I don't want to know, I know I don't need to. And I don't need to think about you every once in a while. You often labeled me obsessive on many occasions and maybe you're right about this. I talk about you a lot in therapy and you were right about so much that at first I hated even giving you credit for. But you knew me better than I knew myself. I hope you're doing okay out there.