Here I am, 18,
I was so cheery a few months ago but now I'm just blahhed by everything.
I just pace around my house talking about you with myself.
I'm only cheery when I'm around you.
I cry knowing you are with them while I'm in a fucked relationship.
I pray to whatever is out there that you never see how I am when you aren't around, and I hope that one day I can experience your heart to mine.
For now, while I'm still bitter about it, I'm glad your at least happy, or appear to be when you aren't saying your frustrated.
Thanks for still talking to me at least, and still being there, not as a past fuck, but a real friend.

From Gaylord Nolan, to Master Aaron