You. I've never thought of you as more than a friend, until now. You'd make a great boyfriend and husband. We fit so well as friends, but as more than friends? College awaits you, while I stay behind. I'll see you soon, I said. But will I?
And you. From the moment I met you, I knew I liked you. Your dazzling eyes and kind smile. You warm my heart. I love the thought of you. But I know it could never work. I'm leaving soon and all the memories we've made, will be lost. But every time I look at that picture, my heart fills with hope.
In time, all will be clear. But patience, my dear; is just my souvenir.