Meow meow

A message for Comfort

Think of this as a recording as you read the words. Like a static-y kind of recording. Enjoy~

March 19, 2016

Saturday

Dear (static),

Hello.

I honestly have a lot of things to say to you. Well, let me just say that I like you. Like that like-like you. You've been my crush ever since I saw you that day the whole school practiced the "Wellness" dance by the (static). I was in 8th grade and you... You were a 7th grader.

At first, you just caught my eye. I admit, I thought you were attractive. I still think you are. And as the year passed, I learned some things about you. I didn't acknowledge you as my full-time crush at the time. You were more like a happy crush. Through the months of you being my happy crush, there was M(static). He was my crush too. Ever since grade 7. But he was head over heels with someone who doesn't like him back. Eventually, I moved on. I know this because he's my classmate now. Although there are still some times when I remember my little moments with him, somehow they're not that intense anymore. My feelings, I mean.

And then I learned that you're a friend of him. A close one at that. I saw you skate with him, talk with him, and be with him. My friends say that my taste of boys was just the same. Skate(static) or something like that. Anyways, I gave you a code name: Comfort. Basically, after I moved on from him, my focus shifted on you. The sad thing was, you were younger than me. You see, if I was the older one, I wouldn't think a romantic relationship with someone younger than me-you-would work out. If I ever really make it with you. You know, us as a couple.

Why 'comfort' you ask? Well, that's another story to tell. But if you're really curious, I guess I have no choice then. One day, I was upset by some friend. I was just in beast mode I guess. So I went outside the school to buy some comfort food: ice cream. I was carrying Riley, my guitar, and when I was waiting for the lady to finish preparing my ice cream, you came and bought some too. I was surprised to see you. There was a moment when I stood right next to you for maybe just a second. And that was when you got the code name. Anyways, the past school year, you caught my eye.

At the start of this year, I was so excited to see you again. There were times when I was a bit heartbroken. Those times when I see you being sweet and all with another girl. Haha. This year, my friend (static), convinced me to say 'hi' to you. I did. And the moment I di(static), I regretted it. But then you replied. I was hyperven(static)ting by the time that I saw your reply. (static)  had a backup plan for me. If you replied, I would say that it was (static). But if you didn't, I would still say that and move on.

Ever since that sacred day, we have been chatting. And I learned more from you. Although a question came into my mind frequently. Do I still like you? Well, I honestly don't know. We have a lot in common, surprisingly. We love (static)s, our music tastes matches. You're truly awesome. But it kind of hurts when I know-probably-that I can't ever be with you...

So I'm writing this letter. I fear that I'd pass too soon. These feelings might get buried forever. I like you. I really do. But do you like me back? Probably not. 'Till next time.

Your friend,

Gretch(static)

click