“…I like you.”
“I like you too.”
Amazing_. I couldn’t believe it.
I went home and cried because I was so happy. And the neighborhood was blessed with ‘my not so pleasant’ singing abilities for weeks on end.
Summer came and went. We talked all the time, went to the movies, swimming, the normal summer activities.
But not once had you asked what I had been dying to hear you say.
“_Will you go out with me?"
It’s been a few months now, I miss you more than ever.
Being at different schools this year I understand, but…
There’s no more facebook messages that made me smile.
There’s no more soothing words to cheer me up.
There’s no more arms that keep me safe.
Yes, friends we may still be but “just friends” is a title I’m not willing to settle for.
It kills me. Kills me_.
But you know what kills me even more?
Seeing everyone else have their happy endings and watching them be in a state of blissful happiness while I’m left to wonder "_What went wrong? Where’s my ’fairytale ending?".

Major vent :\
I miss you