CJ,

   I don't know why it took seeing you in that pretend car crash to really realize how much I miss you; who you used to be. You're not the same that you used to be. You're not the cute boy I met in church. I miss the days where you and your mom sat in the pew behind my family. When we shared peace you were always the first one I shook hands with. I would turn around and we would give each other sarcastic dirty looks. Remember that, Ceej?
   You're a complete doucher now. That breaks my heart more then anything I think, how much you've changed for the worst. I miss the wonderful boy I once new. My friend.
   I miss you, CJ. We've talked a few times in choir recently but that's not enough. I really fucking miss being your friend. You know, I actually considered going back to church so we could talk. How sick is that? Going against my belifs to please you, to try and reconnect.
   Remember at Summer's welcome back party? We sang, we stared at the stars, we held hands. Then I came back from the bathroom and you were so different. I miss singing with you. I miss laughing with you. I just miss you.