Still ashamed

My instinct tells me to hide away whenever I sees you. My morals still reminds me of how shameful I am to face you. But utimately, I still really miss you. Or perhaps I miss us and I miss our friendship. Do well in school and achieve what you always wanted. You are such a bright child who is just unsure of expressing yourself. Be blessed with lots of love and happiness and bloom merrily.  

My dearest S