Today is November 25th, 2016
And I just so happened to receive a pot of flowers,
lilies, to be exact, on my doorstep.
It took me a moment to comprehend that
these flowers came from 'Luke,'.
I picked up the piece of paper that resided next to the lilies.
There was so much writing on it,
I had to sit down to read it.
Dear Parker,
Please know that I have not, in fact
forgotten about you.
I'm going through that I cannot tell you about.
I think about you everyday,
and although I know that you are a smart girl,
but I don't know if you have figured out,
that the only reason I am putting in all of the effort
is because I am in love with you.
And you might think that I do not know you,
but I distinctly remember seeing you in the hallways at school
and at all of our high school dances.
You would be alone,
but I never worked up the courage to say hello to you
or offer you company.
But it has been a year since high school
and we have long since graduated,
but I have no way to communicate with you
other than flowers and letters.
I hope you forgive me.
If you ever wish to call me,
Here is my number:
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--Luke Hemmings
I set the letter down next to me.
Luke Hemmings.
The most popular kid in high school?
Was in love with me?
Had he known the years during high school
that I fawned over him endlessly.
That I had prayed everyday for him to
look at me. Just once.
That was all I wanted.
Now that I had learned his secret,
I wondered what to do next.
Because I was not sure if he had
made me fall in love with him.
I was not even sure
if I had the same feelings as the
girly high schooler I once was.
Was I truly in love with Luke Hemmings?
Or was I just in love with his flowers?
Was I in love at all?
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I'M PUBLISHING THREE TIMES BECAUSE I HAVE NOTHING BETTER TO DO
