Ariana
How am I doing? Actually quite well, even if my feelings are more than confused. Yes, hardly a short time has passed, I missed someone and what was worse: That this person does not even live near me . How I met him : Through his best friend, may sound strange, but we were in a kind of getting to know each other phase and that about 8 months!
He is currently still 15, but will be 16 in February, but that nothing will come of it, I knew and somehow I did not want that then. But his best friend Eren was abnormally sympathetic and when we argued we removed ourselves from all social media ...Actually, this was really a very unnecessary dispute, but that I would miss him so, I did not know at that time.
Anyway, I had to tell Sandy, Finnja and Jessica. When I told my friends that I missed him soooo much, they told me to just write to him.
Well, it wasn't as easy as it sounds, on the contrary! I felt like I hold on my breath, I didn't know exactly how to write to him after 3 months. Finnja took over the letter fortunately and gave me a note that they had written together with Jessica in class, so I just had to write him.
But so simple? No and again no! What does he think about me and would he answer me at all? In the end I wrote to him. That I was sorry for what I said and that our friendship meant to me.
And when he saw it, my heart stopped for a few minutes....
But no reply came ...
He read the answer but didn't reply.... How did I feel? I didn't know myself... On the one hand I thought: Maybe it is better this way, on the other hand I was sad.
He had read it immediately and that made my heart beat, but as I said: I did not expect this reaction...
That day I stopped going on Instagram, thinking it was meant to be. But when Jessica saw me in the morning and asked me if he had responded, I replied no and logged in with my Instagram account.
And then I almost died when I saw that I had a new message...I didn't know what to do.
But what came was so cold:
,,And this is what you come up with after three months..."
I was in shock, I didn't know what to say.... So I wrote:
"I thought about it".
And when I left the room after an hour to go to physics, I saw that he had sent me a follower request.
As a result, I screamed so loudly that half the class looked at me. But I didn't care. We had contact again. That was the only thing that mattered.
Long story short - I'm Albanian.