Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad
Dear Person,
I suppose it depends on how you’re going that depends on what’s pestering my mind about you.
It’s sometimes bad… in a good way… if that makes any sense. You worry me sick sometimes. It’s ridiculous. I don’t sleep properly, eat properly and I just break down. Even the slightest hint that something’s wrong and I’m worried. It’s ridiculous that how much I worry but that’s how I am.
When I’m not talking to you I have this little pester in my head that is constantly reminding me that something is wrong. I think of all the worst possibilities of what could be wrong.
I suppose the good times we’ve had, the inside jokes, the laughs we’ve shared. Those things sit there and wait till I need cheering up. They always manage to make me smile. So I guess you could count that as pestering… sort of.
You don’t pester my mind in a bad way. Like I hate you pester. Cause I don’t. You’re one of my closest friends. I think the only time you pestered my mind bad was when we fought big time. It was horrible.
Lots of Love Becky xx
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