Dear W,
It seems I've encountered another problem where my mind refuses to stop placing all of its focus on you. I'm in Panama City Beach on vacation right now and all I can think about is you. Everything reminds me of you. The ocean reminds me of your eyes because your eyes resemble the dark blueish green of the water. The shop with the giant shark reminds me of you because of that shark costume you wore for VBS. The boats sailing on the sea remind me of you because you draw boats when you're supposed to be listening in English class. My hair getting messed up in the wind reminds me of when you attempted to braid my hair but failed miserably. All of these little things come to mind throughout my entire vacation. Your face litters my thoughts and all I can think is I wish you were here with me. Just think of the fun we'd have. We'd throw each other into the pool, jump through waves in the ocean, have deep conversations while walking on the beach, race each other in the sand, and fight over where we sit at the dinner table. It's all normal stuff that would suddenly become special because you'd be there. I just wish you were here. It's a lot of fun, but it'd be a whole lot more if I could enjoy it with you by my side. Also, today marks 7 months exactly of me liking you. 7 months of falling more and more for you each day. 7 months of being just your best friend. 7 months of waiting. And at this rate, there's more months of this to come.
Off Adventuring,
The Girl Who's Liked You Since 1/1/16
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