Our Unfinished Story

I have loved Blake White since the moment he came into my house, covered in mud. He made a joke and made me laugh and since then, I have loved him. I looked at him and him only for six years but I knew that it would never be possible. He would never be mine but behind my wishes, I was always secretly his. He became my brother's best friend and to him, that's all I ever was.

But now, entering the same college he has attended for the last three years, my brother has asked him to look out for me. He keeps coming to my room every night and I get the feeling that's no longer looking out for me. Not like a brother, like my brother asked him to do.

Blake White, I have loved you for six years. I paused my love for you when you left but maybe it's time to continue the story that never started.