So I feel as if I deserve just a moment to vent. Let me take a bit to tell you about this great boy, okay.
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So this boy moved to my school about a year ago. I hardly paid attention to him. He was dating girls who weren't really my friends, but he and I were still good friends. I think one of my best memories with him would be math class last year, a man was out on the hill beside our school and we kept trying to figure out his name, and we finally settled on Willard. To this day, we still talk about Willard because he appeared to be drunk. As a choir class we went to Chicago, and he went there dating one girl, and left dating another, which I was very unhappy about because in a 3 day time period you shouldn't do that. But whatever. The school year ended, summer went through, and then freshman year started. I don't know what it was, but I had more of an interest in him. He had changed over the summer, in a lot of ways, but still somehow managed to stay the same. We talked a lot more and hung out in school a lot more. I remember, at one of our volleyball games, he moved away from the girl he was will at the time and continued to stare at me. And after we were done playing he was by me the entire varsity game. He and the girl broke it off later that night. A couple days later he asked me to homecoming, as friends. I said yes, because, well he's a great friend. But we talked more and more and I found I liked him, and one day, my friend was like "Sawyer, do you like Aly." and he answered, "Yes." and I smiled like crazy. He made me wait 2 1/2 weeks before asking me out. He had to cancel on homecoming, his grandma was ill. So I went to homecoming without him. A week later I answered him that I would go out with him. And bam. We were dating. He would come and watch me during volleyball practice, and I would wait up for him after his football practices. We've been together for a month and 10 days. And honestly, I couldn't be happier. He makes my bad days better, and my good days great. He's the only one who can pick me up. Just seeing him makes me smile. He doesn't rush anything, he respects me and he respects my friends. He isn't rude at all. He cares about anything that matters to me. Honestly, he's the best guy in my life. But two days ago, I found out he was moving. He's moving in 3 weeks and he's moving 400+ miles away. I've been sad, but I'm not going to show it, because he already feels bad about it. He couldn't do anything to stop it though, his grandma died from her illness, so they're going to live in her house. I've been very sad about it, waiting to cry until I'm alone at night in my room. The only thing on my mind is that in less than a month he will no longer be in any of my classes, he can't walk me to classes, he can't wink at me, or smile, or hold my hand down the hallway, or any of that. And I won't be as happy as I am right now. He already says that he wants to continue dating, but you know, long distance. I'm going to miss him, not only because I'm dating him, but because he is probably my best friend. I could tell him anything, trust him with anything. He means the world to me, and I'm scared that while he's living away from me, he'll find another girl he likes better, who's prettier, funnier, smarter. And he'll just replace me. And I don't know how I'd deal with that, because when he leaves, he'll still be the only guy that I want.
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