Even though it may not seem like it at times, or you may not believe it, you truly are the best thing that came into my life. I love you.
When i first met you i didn’t like you. When we met I did not want to be friends. Neither did you. Now, eleven years later, you are like my sister.
I remember when i was little, you could walk up to someone and say, “Wanna be friends?”. Sigh… it was so easy back then.
I remember those late night phone conversations. We talked for hours and this one time we even went on until the sun came up. Then you moved away and now I’m lucky to even get a single hi. I really miss you please call sometime.
I always wondered where you would be after all these years, now that you’ve found me. I cant wait till you leave.
I remember the day I finally admitted I liked you. It was about 4 months after I broke up with my boyfriend of almost 3 years. It has now almost been a year and I have not said anything, and yet we seem to be getting closer and closer in our friendship. You’ve been there through everything, don’t think I’ve forgotten those nights when you stayed up until 5 in the morning with me. Just remember this, I’ll be waiting.
We were sitting side by side on your bed, legs touching. Your laptop on part of my leg and the other part on your’s. I watched Pulp Fiction for the first time with you. I kept catching you looking over at me, sometimes even staring at my lips. I remember wishing that you would kiss me. You never did.