my favorite stranger

So we ended on bad terms, never the way I wanted it to be. All I honestly wanted was your friendship. But shit happens, remember? Don't get me wrong, I'm still fuckin hurt. I'm still fuckin angry. but with that being said.. I just hope I come across your mind every once in a while. I hope you remember the little things I'd try to do to make you smile. From keeping you company, to singing to you with my horrible voice, to my dumb little doodles. As stupid as it sounds, I think I can honestly say you're my favorite stranger.