I muse at midnight ... I don't think I should do that, because I'm not exactly thinking clearly ... or correctly.
Why should we have friends early on in life that throw us grand promises of staying in touch...and then we never do? I mean it's my fault too, but ... sometimes I ache for you and all I want you to do is say, "hello, I miss you like mad sometimes."
I think that might go a long way.
Then again maybe you have said that...and I was too dumb and missed it.
I'm sorry ... and for what it's worth, "Hello. I miss you like mad almost all the time."