Today was my first day of junior year. You left for college on Saturday, and I've been a wreck ever since. I knew today was gonna be hard for me because I'm so used to seeing you in all of my classes, causing chaos and making people's days, like you used to make mine.
In assembly this morning, I swear I saw you. I saw you in your button up shirt and jeans, even though it's a bazillion degrees outside, waving at Mr. Smith, just being the awesome guy you are. But when I looked closer, it was only Jordan.
In Publications, I was helping Mr. Shields with yearbook a little bit. I was going through last year's photos, and wanna know how many I found of you? Twelve. Well, my mister super Senior, looks like I'm not the only one who misses you.
In English today, Gordon sat next to me. You know how awkward things are with the two of us, and it really upset me. Instead of texting one of my friends, all I really needed was one of your hugs. But when I realized I couldn't get it, I started crying. Scratch that, bawling like a baby.
I also found out that homecoming is on my birthday this year. I never thought it'd be so late, but it just made me think of the plans we had to go together, and the plans to make my sweet sixteen so much sweeter, but now you're gone and it's not gonna happen.
Moral of the story? I never thought I'd miss you this much. Why can't you just come home? You couldn't have gone closer to home? I miss you more than words can ever describe, and obviously that's not enough for you. I've had numerous boyfriends, but I've never once actually said what I was about to say to any of them. I realized today that I don't like you at all.
I'm in love with you.
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