Currently Listening: The Starting Line - Something Left to Give
This is well past over due.
I don't know where you are. I don't know what happened. I don't know much about anything other than the fact that you were here and then disappeared on me one day. I don't think much is difficult about it; we should have taken advantage of our limited time, but we didn't.
I've got a luck of this kind. I meet someone that I think is completely amazing and great and all that jazz. Then I lose contact with them or never see them again. That could've happened with Amber, but thank God I found her by who knows what luck. But JP...I can't find you. Why?
You were my BEST friend for 2 months. I think we just found these ease in talking to each other, and that was exactly what I needed then. Honestly, you were the reason I went to school. I was so happy to hang out with you daily and I loved knowing I was your only friend at school.
The day I was going to ask you to go to a show with me, you were gone. Normal it seemed then, we both missed quite a few days. Then you weren't there the next day, or the day after, or the week after. I was really worried, to say the least. I knew about the issues at home - to an extent - and that's what scared me. How was I supposed to know what happened or where you had gone? Seeing that I was your only friend I had no one to ask about this mystery, which only made things worse.
I don't know how concerned I am about you right now. I mean, I hope your alive and fine, but how am I ever going to know? There isn't a day that goes by at school where I don't wonder though...where I don't hold my breath walking into class hoping you'll maybe be sitting in front of my seat like you used to.
As ridiculous as it may be, you changed my life. You made me KNOW I was not alone with how I felt about some things. I never met anyone like you and I don't know if I ever will. I miss you so much JP, way more than you'll ever know. Those 2 months we had were so short, but the best of my 12th grade year. Maybe you were some sort of creation of my imagination. It's how fell about the whole thing sometimes. But I'm glad I've finally posted this. We all need to love someone.
