Monday || 06/09/14
Dear Zac,
It is currently 11:10 p.m. and I have just cried my eyes out.
Why?
You're moving.
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I just wrote that bit because that was all I could manage to write. That was a long time ago and I am now finally getting the courage to write down my thoughts on this.
So your dad got a promotion.
And you're moving to Pittsburgh.
That's like a bajillion miles away.
It made me really sad that you were moving away because I was looking forward to all those great times in high school we would have.
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When you first told me you were moving I teared up instantly. Sure I had liked you, but after I told you I had, we just became close friends. At least that's what I hoped that we were.
You mean a lot to me; you really do. You trusted me and I always feel attached to my friends that feel that they can confide in me. I always hate when I am friends with someone one year and then they never speak to me again.
I don't want that to happen with us. I don't think it will, but if the day comes when we don't talk anymore...I don't know what I'd do. I hope that we keep being friends for a very long time.
I know that you moving if for the better, though it still hurts. But I understand that one day day we'll have to move on. I just hope it comes slower than it really will.
Have a wonderful life in Pittsburgh, my friend.
- reader_237 who has finally accepted that she can't control life
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