You And Me

twenty-two.

Twenty-two. Do you know that twenty-two is my favorite number?

Then perhaps it's time for me to drop the bomb.

I hope you're actually reading this, and not skimming through the chapters, because this will be the first time that I will ever say this.

Parker Benedict Stykes, no matter what happens between us, I will never ever forget you, nor will I forget the feelings I've had for you. Even if, someday, we drift apart (and no, I don't want that to happen. Ever.) and move on with our lives, perhaps in two different, separate places, I hope you will feel the same.

And that, that, is because I wholeheartedly consider you as my first love, Parker. Only you can make me stay up all night thinking of you, and wondering if you think about me too. Heck, I even once wrote a story about us (which I swear never to show anyone and already threw in the trash) depicting our possible future. And that is something that has never happened to me before.

Maybe some girls will say that you aren't cute, let alone hot, but for me, Parker Benedict Stykes, you're way hotter than the sun.

And devilishly handsome, too.

Your smile makes me melt.

Will it be possible to say that I'm missing you already? When, in fact, we had just seen each other a few hours ago?