In a Thousand Words

Entry

Dear Sebastian,

What to say to you? Maybe I should start at the beginning. It was the first day of fifth grade and I was just the new kid trying to make it through the day. I didn't actually get a chance to meet you until recess. Most of the kids were playing on the new playground or sitting in a circle eating their snacks. However, you were not amongst them and it was for that reason you caught my eye. You were sitting on the old playground while reading a book and munching on a green apple. I remember how you ran off as soon as you realized someone else's presence. It took a few tries to get you to not runaway whenever I approached but eventually you let me sit with you.

Skip ahead a few years to the eighth grade when things changed. My style wasn't the only thing that changed that year. I started to develop feelings for you though I would never tell you. I could never tell you my feelings out of fear of rejection or that I'd ruin our friendship. It was also the year you started to date Caitlin and that didn't sit well with me. She was the opposite of you. You were kind, humorous, and laidback while she was uptight, serious, and ruthless. I might be exaggerating a little bit. Things were different when you two started dating. Whenever we hung out she was always there and would make herself the center of attention. I eventually stopped hanging out with you outside of school. I was tired of being a third wheel. It was awkward hearing you two talk in suck a way I could only wish to talk to you with.

We drifted that year but our friendship restored itself halfway through freshman year after you broke up with her. You never did tell me why just changed the subject. I spent ninth grade to eleventh grade wondering why I liked you. Why were my feelings different for you. You weren't popular nor a jock. You weren't the artistic guy or the nerd. You were just you. You weren't even one of the most attractive guys in the school. Maybe that's why I liked you. You were simple yet complex in a weird way. Even if you were simple I'd never be able to describe you in a thousand words.

Yours Truly,
Lillian