I want you. But you don’t want me. Or so I think, since you haven’t said otherwise. Isn’t it funny, how I used to hate you? You irked me so often that I dreamed of the day that you would leave to go to college. Now I’m dreading that day. I’ll be sitting four more years behind a gratified desk letting the seconds pass by while I wait for you. It will be tedious, uneventful, and quite frankly, stupid. Me just waiting for you. And I know you, you won’t ever come back. You’re getting the hell out of dodge, as I wish I could.
We are best friends. That’s why I have to write this anonymously. I do not want our friendship to cease. I love you so much it hurts. Why can’t this just be easy. Oh right….. Because there a trillion and one reasons why this shouldn’t work. You are older. Way older. You are a senior while I am a mere freshman. But that shouldn’t matter right? We’ve grown up together. Why should three years affect our relationship and what comes of it?
I guess what I’m trying to say is please. Please don’t leave me. Or at least make this last year worth it. I will wait for you. No matter how tedious or stupid.
I love you.