I can't even believe this.
Sometimes I just have to come back and write to you, knowing you'll never read it.
It's hard, every time I come back. I force myself to. And then it's not so hard, because it helps to be able to write to you, even though I'm not really writing to you.
I meant to do this on like May 31. I think that's the day we met. It could've been the 28, the day I created my Wattpad account.
I just miss you a lot. It's crazy to think that even though we never physically met, you had such a freaking huge impact on me and on my life. Like I still will talk about you and Sean and our friendship. It's not something you just forget.
I remember how only two weeks and one day less than two years ago I was sitting at my grandmother's house and you were convincing me to ask out the guy I liked. We broke up, back in like February. The 18th, I think. It just wasn't working out. I thought of you and knew I could do it. And I did.
Sometimes I like to go back and read through our old conversations. Is that weird? I don't really care if it is. It helps. A lot.
I think if you knew me now, you'd be proud of me. I hope you would be. I always talked like I would do it, too, whenever you did, but guess what? I'm still happy, and alive, and breathing. And right now? I'm living.
I have a few friends, one who I am incredibly close with. I never got to tell you about her, but she knows about you. I wish you could have met Aubrey. You would've disagreed on so many things, but you were both my best friends. And good gosh, just if you knew Brandon! He's my guy best friend, and I may or may not have a huge crush on him that he totally knows about. It's not gonna go anywhere, though, and I'm totally cool with that.
I just wish you were still around. I wish you could know all of my friends.
I just want you to know that I'm okay. I'm happy. I'm loved, and I love other people. I've never been as happy as I am now. I feel complete.
I love you. Always.
-Linsy