Sometimes...

Sometimes I like to think about how we could be. You and I. Sometimes I think back to those nights where we were just best friends, but we both wanted more. But we didn't care, we had fun. Sometimes I wish that I never moved so that I could be with you. I'm jealous of her. You have always meant so much to me. You and I will always be more than just friends, we be the best friends of life. I'm sorry I had to move. WE both know we would have ended u[ together. Maybe we still can, later on down the road when we're both mature and less childish.

I miss us, kid. You mean so much to me, even now when I'm 3 1/2 hours away. I've considered leaving him for you because you know me that much more. Just remember, I'll always be there for you no matter who you're dating and what you're doing.

But for no, I'll just put on a smile and my happy face, and pretend that knowing you're with here and happy doesn't make me a little bit more sad than it should.

I will always love you. Always. Even if it's just as BFFs and not us as a couple, I'll be happy.

I love you, Jess. Probably more than I should.