i remember having anxiety attacks at the mere thought of you, or when a memory would come to mind. i’ve had this thing for you since we were 16. the first memory i have of you is when you walked into my geometry class with your then girlfriend. we didn’t look at each other or say much but something about you intrigued me. the next memory is sometime during lunch in fred’s room. if i remember correctly, you had a tattoo of your nickname on your arm and i asked how to pronounce it and what it meant. you told me that your grandmom gave you that name. i found it admirable. fast forward years later...our friendship is blossoming. we stay on the phone all night talking and text almost everyday. you wake me up with goodmorning texts. i still remember the first time you said “i love you”. it was meant in the most platonic of ways but i was still so shocked that i didn’t say anything at first. i don’t even remember how long we’ve been doing this back and forth, but i know that you’re someone i don’t want to lose. after all, we both made a promise to each other that we wouldn’t leave. hopefully that promise doesn’t break...
