Dear Ethan,
I feel like a lovesick puppy.
I hate how much I miss you. I'll never say it out loud or to your face but I really do miss you. I've tried calling, texting, and everything else you can probably think of. The only thing I haven't done is shown up at your doorstep but that might happen soon. You won’t answer my calls. You won’t answer my texts. You don’t talk to me at school. I don’t know how else to reach besides a letter. I know you probably won’t read it. I doubt she’ll let you read it.
But I miss you.
I really do.
I miss our sleepovers and you coming over for dinner and to study. I miss it all. I wish you would talk to me or say hello at least.
How can you easily drop someone from your life like that? I don’t understand and I guess I’ll never understand.
I doubt you
