Dear boy I love(d),

I think I'm finally over you, for once. Like really over you. I hope so. Maybe it was just the push I needed, all the people telling me it wasn't meant to be and to move on. Maybe just maybe. Or maybe it was just my heart telling me that what I thought, for two years was love was just my emotions playing tricks due to the age of adolescence. But we'll see. Tomorrow will come a new day. A day where I will face you, talk to you, and have to prove to myself that I'm more over you than ever before. And not by being mean or childish. But by actually treating you like any other guy-- like any other friend. Thank you, for entertaining my thoughts for two whole years. Thank you for existing.. And if you ever find out this is about you.. Thank you for never taking the chance to hate me.

With love (or the lack thereof),
xoxo,
Marjean.♥