So long sweetheart.
I don’t know where to start, because I don’t know how I feel. I’m swollen with happiness that I’m weighted down with sadness. Can one person really feel that much all at once? I’m going to be frank and honest, you make me smile. You really do. Not like a smile that I know will get crushed, but smile because I know it never will. You will never hurt me like that, because you will never have to. I’m your friend, and I’m so grateful. But I wonder every moment I look at you if it is possible to like a friend so much that it’s unhealthy? It was great meeting you, and befriending you, and laughing with you, and fighting with you. Thank you for being my friend. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I rather love you and have you as my friend, then to love you and not know you at all. Thank you for letting me in, being the perfect gentlemen you are. Thank you for caring, and most of all, Thank you for every single moment with you. I love you, as a friend. And I’m pretty sure I’m in like with you. No, I’m not in love. I am not that foolish to fall into that hole again, but there is something there, and I’m sorry that you don’t feel that way too. But I have you as my friend, and I am happy with that.
So long my sweet friend. There is no “what could’ve beens” and “what would’ve been” there is only what will happen next.
So long my sweetheart.
