Bye Comments

Wow, I don't know how to start-no, I do. Here goes.

I met you in first grade. It was fun. We were friends right from the start. You made me laugh. You made me smile (not hard to do to an innocent 1st grader, but whatever) . We played together at recess, and by 3rd grade I knew you well enough and you were my first crush. We kept getting closer, talking about everything, though, to this day, I don't know the simple things-your favorite color, your favorite food. Fourth grade passed with memories of you, and...lets call her...Paiz. Fifth, you were in your first relationship, and, as I think back now, I think I was more jealous of her than hurt that you weren't paying more attention to me. Sixth grade, we grew farther apart, but I swear it was mostly my fault-I was so shy and I never walked up and just said HI. Seventh, I tried to say hi, but it was through a friend.
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