When I first met her, I didn't think she'd ever be the one to keep me up at night, thinking about how amazing she is. When we were in 6th grade, we had advisory with each other and I never thought we'd end up together. She and I were never close. We had awkward tension in 7th grade cause she liked me and I was clueless and mind wrecked. I basically was a punk that flirted with most of the attractive girls at school. During the year, we fought and we sort of hated each other's guts and wanted nothing to with it. But in 8th grade, I found myself having mixed feelings. I felt dilemma and loss of sleep. But one day, I texted her,"Plot twist, I still like you."
If we'd never met, I'd probably be wondering what life would be with you. My heart would most likely go bad and I'd feel like a waste. If we'd never met, I'd be an asshole and love wouldn't mean anything to me. It would be simple black and white. If we'd never met, I'd be living a life that I wouldn't get. My hopes and dreams would be lost and unreachable. If we'd never met, I'd probably have given up on myself at this point. If we'd never met, I'd never have the inspiration to become a writer again. If we'd never met, I'd never find a motivation to write this piece. If we'd never met, I'd probably be wondering namelessly. Probably thinking at night,"We're we capable of having something special?" I'm glad we've met, aren't you?
