Dear E,
I'd like to know why you always think i'm talking to you. I say "TASNEEEEEEEMMM!!!" And you tell me to "Shut Up!" And I say "I wasn't even talking to you!" "I don't care." With the cutest smile in the world. I'm not always talking to you, even though I'm always thinking about you.
I saw you walking home today, you're sister wasn't with you. You looked so bundled up and adorable. It made me wish I could walk with you, or pull you onto the bus with me. I'd rather walk with you, then we'd be alone. I seriously think if we were alone you would open up, and actually have a full conversation with me. I would give anything to get to know you. Anything for you to let me get to know you.
I want to know how you look at the world, how you think of people, what you do when no ones looking, when no ones judging. I want to know how you interact with your family, why you act the way you do, where you want to go, how you plan to get there, what you care about most, what qualities you like in people, what's important to you.
These are things I might never know, because you'll never give me the chance.
