A Love Lost To Time

Hey.
I've never told you this before, but now I think it's time.
We met when we were in fifth grade. We were in the same classroom under the same teachers. We got to know each other and realized we share a lot in common. We share the same interests, the same pet peeves, and even the most trivial things, like the way we wrote our i's and t's.

As the years went by, we became friends. We grew closer. We shared the things we were obsessed with as well as our deepest fears. I don't know when it started, but I felt something grow inside me. I immediately pushed it down, knowing we were fine as friends and we wouldn't see each other after the semester ended anyway.

I was planning on telling you this, telling you about all the times I laughed and cried when I was with you, hoping the moments would last forever, though I always knew I was wrong.

Two years ago I typed all my feelings in a 204-word love letter, and now, ... I guess it's time to hit send.

I love you. Why is that so hard to say?



...
Why is that so hard to say?

ohmygosh.