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The Awkward Moment When

Nothings awkward.

You guys I am so nervous, I start Exit Exams (HSAP) on Tuesday. And I feel like Im gonna get a 2 or 1. I need a 4 or 3 to atleast get a diploma. I can take is my Junior and Senior year. But I wanna finish it this year. Im so scared.

Maybe your scared to take a chance. Your scared of losing me, as a best friend. Ive been in that place before. But what if we were put in the same class last year to meet one another. To become best friends. To eventually be boyfriend and girlfriend. To become Husband and Wife. To have children. To grow old together. To be like Ellie and Carl. To love forever. And when people ask how we met I could recite the first words you said to me in class that one day. And how we became best friends. I could tell them the first thing you texted me when I gave you my number. I know you could tell them what I ate in class everyday. I could tell them that even if we lost one another fate would bring us back because I think it was fate that put us in that class together. Fate that kept us best friends even when we stopped talking for the summer. Fate that we have one class this year that makes us run into one another. Maybe fate is what makes love. Because I love you. But all you have to do is                                      TAKE A CHANCE.

Breaking up with a guy and then looking at the photos of you and him together and you notice how un good looking he was and thinking to yourself,
'WAS I DRUNK THE WHOLE RELATIONSHIP!?'

Kid in my class: Old McDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O, and on his farm he had a Jeffrey, E-I-E-I-O, With a--
My Teacher: Stop being Stupid.
My class: *Laughs*

I still watch you, I still remember every little detail about you. I still remember the things we did when we were kids. I remember what you said to me in September and in January. I remember when I told you we couldn't be friends because we liked each other when we were little. I wish you could see the pain in my eyes when you pass me in the hallways without taking one look at me. I don't know if you miss me.
All I know is I miss you.

I love his smile, I love the way he looks when he see's me. I love the way he tells me "I Love You" Out of no where. I love when he was there for me when I needed him. I love the way he helps me handle my depression. I love the way he hugs me. I love the way he told me he loved me yesterday when I turned around to look at him.

I hate that I cant ever have him.