It didn’t matter to you.
This friendship we had didn’t matter to you.
One of the few names I remembered when I first came to Merced.
One of the few people who always made me feel welcomed.
***This blog has been a draft for a few weeks. I didn’t know how to finish it. I also didn’t want to come near this one either, but if I’m supposed to be real on here, I guess it will be published.