I told you not to be weird around me because I didn’t want to lose you as a friend. However, I don’t think I’ll ever mention this to you because I am so unsure of how you feel &/or think. You’re one of my really good friends from college, and we’re graduating next Saturday.
We know each other pretty well – so well, that I encouraged you & our classmate to start dating (& you still are, 1 1/2 years later). We always broke out in song and melody during class & no one would know what the f— we were thinking about, except you & I. You know how people make the automatic assumption that their spouse is supposed to be their soulmate? I don’t believe that. I think we’re supposed to meet many soulmates throughout our lifetime, and you? J, you are one of many.
Our relationship was strictly platonic. I think it’s because I got the vibe that you had higher standards. I was fine with that, until “this” happened. Is it supposed to remain that way? We had an unbelievable, surprising yet intimate, night together. I haven’t felt THAT close to someone in awhile. I wasn’t 100% sure that it was going to happen because you’re with our classmate and I? Engaged. Your girlfriend out of the country, my fiance sleeping at home. We hinted towards 1 night spent together, but for it to physically play out? F—.
I’m terrified for graduation. Your girlfriend’s last name is literally right before mine. She & I will be sitting next to each other. It will be awkward, for me at least. I don’t know how you feel, & I can’t ask you because your girl’s back. I don’t want us to have that twinkle in our eyes that scream, “I’ve seen you naked, vulnerable and intertwined with me.”
Rest in peace, September 2nd – for you will be never mentioned again.
Lip nibbler in the teal bra