Life Gets In The Way

I met you at a summer camp. we didn't get to know each other until the last couple of weeks but those weeks were the most fun out of all of them. We were best friends. After camp you went back to the east coast and I went back to my cornfields. We kept in touch for half a year, texting and skyping, but I noticed that our conversations were getting further apart. I was always the one that texted first. Eventually we just stopped taking. It wasn't anybody's fault, it just happened. I miss talking to you. I wonder if you miss taking to me or if you've already moved in from our friendship.
An Ep User An EP User
Jan 17, 2013