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Dear FutureMe,
Did he come? To your graduation? Please tell me he did.
We have this scenario in our head.
We will be busy, talking to friends. And suddenly we will feel a tap on the shoulder. Well turn around and there he'll be, smiling at us. We havent seen him in a year. He'd look just the same.
He'll say how much his proud of us he is. How weird it is to see this sixth grader he once met in cap and gown.
We'll thank him. But god know we wouldnt be able to hold back to tears.
He'll ask us whats wrong.
You remember how much he tried to make us happy, it always wroked.
"I guess I kind off missed you"
Thats what well say
Which is an understatment, we cried almost every day for a week when he left.
And he'll nod, say yeah. Because we havent. So well make sure to text each otherevery now and then, and we will. And thats how we will stay in each others life. Put an end to this.
It has to be this way. Think of how much we loved him.
My worst nightmare is to just see him in the street, just like that.
We wouldnt know whether to approach him or not. And if we will itll be awkward.
And theres nothing more painfull then small talk with someone you used to love, so so much.
But maybe never seeing him again is much worse.
We thought maybe he will text us on our birthday, but you know he didnt.
I cant imagine never seeing him again.
But I dont know, maybe youre reading this laughing your guts off at how whiny was your past self. Missing someone that probably never gave you a second thought.
Our friends keep telling us he thinks about us. I doubt he is.
But we still wanna see him, so so bad.
The point is.
Its 3 AM.
I have school tomorow.
And I miss this bastartd.
So I was just wondering if we will ever see him again
Hope I made you laugh.
Love,
The whiny you from the past
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