Sam.

Bookends
2012-07-13 05:23:15 (UTC)

Dear Ben

I'm going to try my hardest to make sure that I keep my motive for this letter to Ben and not the "people" that I think will read these someday, because they wont. I know that.

Ben, I wish I had someway to text or call you. But we do a pretty good job with the few things we do have, and probably spend more time together than some people with phones actually do! If that makes any sense. All I'm tying to say is that I'm constantly thinking of you. Yearning in a way for something. Your little messages and calls throughout the day are what keep me going, as weird as that sounds. Imagine it, your the first thing I think about when I wake up, and the last thing (that I can remember) I think about when I go to sleep. For I don't think I would tell you this in person, or at all for that matter because I feel like I have much more feelings for you, than you've for me. That's why I'm deciding to type it instead of write it, because it's much easier to hide from you when its not on paper next to my bed. I need to do something tho, so here I am! the other night when you said "you never know, maybe in about a year or two I could even fall in loveeee!"

never mind your the same bye.




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