At first, he was just the obnoxious guy in Drafting class I didn’t want to have to talk to. Then, we became friends. Then, we became platonic friends. Now, he’s the only that I’ll expose my true feelings around. Now, he distanced from me upon my English teacher’s suggestion so I don’t get distracted by trying to keep from crying by laughing whenever he talks, because maybe it is true that I’ve heard his voice so long it’s kind of an instinctive signal to show all of what I’m really feeling. Now, I miss him. Now, I wish I had never applied to this school.
