Oh darling don’t you ever grow up, it could stay this simple.
Today I am sitting at my friend, Erin’s house. We are watching Space Jam.
And I am sitting on the love seat. By myself. And Erin is sitting with her boyfriend and Megan with hers. But no one for me. I’ll always just have an empty seat next to me on the love seat.
Erin got sick today, and without her even asking, Ryan, Erins boyfriend, got her a wet towel for her head. Now hes blowing raspberries on her stomach. They are so cute together that sometimes i honestly feel sick with jealousy. I dont think I will ever be able to find a boyfriend as good as him.
It just recently occured to me that I’m sixteen. I’m a junior. I feel so old today. Bella Swan was a junior when she met Edward Cullen. Harry Potter was only a few months older then me when he killed Voldemort. The Plastics from Mean Girls where juniors too. I look at all my friends and I don’t see it. We don’t act like them. Sometimes I forget I am sixteen, going to be seventeen in twenty two days.
We grow up so fast. It makes me sad.
