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My dearest, Will
I know I should call. It’s been a month since you’ve moved. I’m scared. Really scared. I guess I just never realized how much I liked you, not until it was too late. Before you moved away I said some shitty things. Im sorry, Will. I never meant to hurt you in any way I just felt like I had to push you away before it was too late. I miss you a lot. I cry every night thinking about you. Is that stupid? Do you think about me? To be honest, you’ve probably made a bunch of friends. You’re the coolest person I know. Maybe you’re in art club. Have you met a girl yet? Or a new best friend? If she’s he’s replaced me, I guess I couldn’t be mad, right? I want to see your pretty face again, Will. Even if I don’t deserve it. It’s selfish, I know, but I can’t seem to stop missing you. Missing us. What we used to be. Maybe it’s stupid of me to think you even want to be friends after how much of an asshole I was. But I miss you. I love you. Enough about me. Or, me talking about how I miss you. How’s your life going? Did I already write that? I don’t know. I hope I get to see you soon, though!
-Love, Mike