This is about the feeliest feels I can muster.

About....I'd say, five years ago, I met a girl. This girl, was a nice girl, let's call her Dana, she was from across the globe, and we became friends because of a mutual interest, and we became close. I was a daft idiot at the time, and drifted away from her, contact speaking, not speaking to her for months, and when we'd get back in contact, she'd light up. This continued on and off for the five years, and about a year or so ago, I told her, "I think I love you, Dana.", and she said, "I think I love you, too, tenaciouslee.", and we couldn't get enough of each other. I stayed up long nights to talk to her online, talking about totally random stuff, capslock, bad spelling, I didn't care, she made me feel happy. Well, one day, she dropped off, didn't talk for what felt like a year, but was only about 6 months or so, and then she said, "I dropped my phone in a lake, and had to wait to get a new one.", and we talked for a few more months, she dropped off again, and it was about 4 months that time, and I got to talk to her for one day.

One. Single. Day.

And she vanished. She's still gone. I haven't talked to her now for 5 months.

And the worst part is, I don't know what's going on the other end, she could be dead, her phone could be broken, she could've forgotten about me, I don't know.

It's like how I did her, and I don't blame her for a second if that's why she's gone.

She was the sweetest girl in the world, and in the end, it's my fault she's gone, or at least, that's what I keep telling myself.

I've talked about this before, but you wanted feels, so I spilled the beans again.