The Things We Left Unspoken

II

Dear Him,

I wish things could have gone differently

When we originally met in 7th grade, the first thing you gave me was your wattpad. After that you seemed to fade into the background as the school year ended. Over that summer, I started to talk to the girl who had broken your heart too. She was clingy, holding onto you like you were the world. A few months after your guy's breakup, she gave me your kik, and we started dating that night. I still remember, it was the 15th of June, and I was away visiting family. What felt like an eternity was a week and a half playing 50 questions, just to go back home and go visit the other side of my family. I sadly missed your birthday, and in return, I planned this wonderful date that my mother mainly set up. When that day came, the entire restaurant sang happy birthday and I watched as you shook and fiddled with your phone in panic. Directly afterwards, you were furious, a deliberate fire in your eyes that burned for revenge. Though that revenge never came. We dated for a full 6 1/2 months before we both walked into the mall with a plan, though it wasn't a very good one. With no money in pocket, we attempted to take what we could, only to be caught. And that's how we spent our winter break. When we came back to school I felt lonely, though my brain confused that for the urge to break up. And so I did... In the ABSOLUTE worst way possible. I put the breakup letter in your Christmas present and let the bond between us break, or so I though. It was weird with you though, because we did more 'relationship' things after we broke up, instead of when we were together.

Even to this day there is still a part of me that longs for your touch, but I know it's wrong. I hope we continue too be friends even though we fight sometimes. I still see the fire that you had in your eyes sometimes, though it no longer scares me, it shows that your willing to deal with all the stupid stuff I say and do, and not leave.

Thank you for being there when I needed you.