dear boy.

dear boy,

we’ve been paired and partnered and whispered about and “married” and “divorced” and suggested and teased and everything in between. and out of that, we got a beautiful, strange, horrible friendship that somehow makes all the sense in the world and none at all. we’re actually normal now that it’s mostly stopped, but my best friends have started to believe that you like me. and after all this time, i don’t shun that idea. because now i can see an us being possible. i mean, we’re compatible, just like teachers, friends, and zodiac signs all said. we have a lot in common, enjoy each other’s company, and get along really well. and maybe, someday, we’ll have that future everyone else always said we would. but let’s just be friends, at least for today.

love, me.

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