“Did yesterday not happen? Seth.” You question yourself

Heather, Heather was gentle and beautiful, inside and out, She was warm like a summer day, and had so many friends. She was soft and so easily lovable - everything I am not. I would've done anything to be like her. Anything to be loved back by the person I loved. Seth.

“Did this sweater you gave me last night on the bus mean anything?” You questioned as you saw Seth’s arm around her shoulder as your eyes tear up

”Am I nothing more than a friend?”