I'm not entirely sure if you've ever heard of the website www.SixBillionSecrets.com but anyway, it really gets to me. Here's a few posts I read:
I was about to go when the light turned green, but my grandpa told me to stop. I slammed on the brakes as a semi blew through the red light. It would ahve hit me had I gone. I had to pull over because I started crying so much. Why?
Because I was alone in my car. My grandpa passed away last August.
I started the Butterfly project, where you draw a butterfly on your wrist, and you can not cut until it has completely disappeared. I'm coloring mine in permanent marker until I can get it tattooed.
I've never cried in front of anybody before, until the night I had to say goodbye to you. I knew this day would come, but I still fell head over heels for you. And what made it even worse was with tears streaming down my face, you looked at me and said "You still look beautiful"
Every time I pass you in the halls, you pretend not to see me. I see you. I also see the countless hours we spent together, the trust we shared, the tears we shed, the laughs we had, and the friendship we built.
But I'm glad you don't say "hi". I would be too tempted to respond "I love you"
You can tell me we are best friends all you want, but you sure don't act like it. I know I'm last on your list of priorities, and you would rather spend time with your other friends, but I can't bring myself to let you go, because although I might not be yours, you are my best friend.
I think we can all relate to at least one post. Some days, it feels like nobody's there; others it seems like what we need most is just out of reach. If he's reading this, he knows who exactly I'm talking about.
I'm talking about you, CF.
