We make eye contact sometimes. We’ve talked a little. Hi’s and hello’s, because we’re both friendly. I just want you to know, I’m strong…..I’m strong, and, I’m also weak. I pretend, I don’t like you, and walk past you in the hallways like you’re nothing. Sadly, Zach. You,are, not, NOTHING, to me. You’re everything. Mabye you don’t stop me when I walk by, because you think I’M nothing to you. I hope not. I’m strong because, I could live, if you told me, you didn’t like me. I’m weak, because, I actually believe, that you and I could have something great going for us. I’m weak, because I don’t have the guts to tell you how I feel. I’m weak, because, tomorrow, I’m going to walk past you, and pretend we don’t know each other. Zach, I like you. I like you a lot. I wish I could be something in your eyes.
I guess…see you monday Zach G. <3