Parliament Lights 100's

We used to smoke them, in the summer. it was more cigarette for the money. At least it felt that way. We didn't have enough cash to buy more than one pack at a time so we would share. We would share individual cigarettes, even. We would finish each other's cigarettes if one of us got tired of smoking. We drove around.
Andrea would get mad if I smoked more than she did, because she always bought the packs, Or stole them from her mother when we were really broke. Basics.
Now, if I smoke basics, I gag. The month or two when her mother smoked parliaments was the best.
She had a ticket that she altered, that's how we got them.
Sometimes Julie would be there, but for the most part it was me and her. Schoop's in the daytime, Round the clock nights. We didn't sleep.
When we weren't at Round the clock or Schoop's or Target we would play music. In the basement, in the garage, wherever we were. Sometimes I would steal her car when she was sleeping and go visit Kyle. She doesn't know about that. She probably won't ever know. She doesn't read this.
I shouldn't be upset. I've only known her for a little over a year.
I miss her. A lot. More than I should. I don't know why it was so heartbreaking that she completely disregarded my exsistence this weekend, But I can't stop crying. And I can't blame hormones. This is me. Missing my best friend. Missing all of my best friends. Wondering what I am doing wrong that this pattern continues.
But especially her.
We used to be one person. Now, we're one person and one person. Not even two people.
She stopped calling me months ago. If I want to talk to her, I have to call.
Maybe I just can't take a hint?
Then why would she have told me she was coming?