One minute you’re there, holding me, telling me how beautiful and special I am. The next, it’s as if I don’t exist. I’m somehow not as interesting as I was the day before. Like you would rather be anywhere else with anyone else but me. I love you so much I want to cry. I can’t tell you because you don’t feel quite the same and it hurts me to imagine you with anyone else. I know I can be annoying and seem clingy, but it’s only because I find you so kind and amazing and understanding that I want you around always. You’ll be leaving in the fall and I don’t know where that will take us, if anywhere at all. Just know that I love you and will always love you because you’ve impacted my life so much, both for good and crazy.