dear ______,
i'm going to miss you.
more than you know.
you know how you give me a hug everyday?
well, i'll miss those.
i can't go two months without talking to you.
you're one of my best friends.
everyone has told me how cute we'd be together,
and how they wish they we're friends with their best guy friend like how we're friends.
everyone knows i like you.
it's obvious to everyone, except you.
how can you not notice it?
i just want to scream in you're face that i like you,
but i'm me. i don't have the guts.
if only we were signing the yearbooks on friday, maybe i could tell you.
though i'd fill up the entire page.
our friendship is undescribable to me. we've been friends since fourth grade,
and i've liked you since then.
i hate that we have to leave eachother again.
but its not the seperation that is upsetting me.
it's how you might forget about me.
and ignore me at the beginning of eigth grade,
just like you did this year.
it made me so angry, and sad.
i missed you like crazy! then you just started talking to me,
and i really felt like me again.
i guess what i'm trying to say is,
i think i love you.
-me.
