confession #1

Every time I think of you, it’s a nice feeling. I remember when I used to be soooo infatuated with you. It was how genuinely lovely your heart is. You’re artistic, you’re kind, you really opened up my eyes. I always felt so inferior to you and the depth of your ideas and philosophy of life. You’re just the sweetest. You have no idea how I felt every time you walked past me. But I think it was more the idea of what you represented that made me that way for you. You’re truly a good soul. I don’t think I can say that about very many people. I just realized I never really told you how I felt about you back then. I’ll see you soon, buddy.