Something thats quite heartbreaking for me. A post secret of sorts.
This is mostly sparked by the fact that you'll be leaving in 6 months.
But, I want the best for you. I do. i want things to work out, I want you to go to college with your sister (who, i'm sure, is actually lovely). I want you to graduate with your degrees and move to Japan or some small town like you talked to me about... The adorable little small town with a city just out of reach, with quaint houses and a sunrise. (The one that when you told me, you got all blissful and smiled and I felt like I'd share this with you...) And then I hope you marry and have children, as many as you want with this wife. I hope your children live long enough to have grandchildren, and mostly, I hope you live to see them.
I hope you write something and it gets published, I hope you score a good paying and highly entertaining job for yourself. I hope your wife is grand. I hope your children get all of their wishes. I hope you travel, and see the world, I hope you buy a house and stay married and never divorce. I hope you never feel heartbreak again.
Most of all, I just want you to be happy.
I guess I always wanted that. Just for you to be happy. And, if this is you being happy, then okay. Be happy. I want you to graduate happy, and have dreams.
As for me? I'll get over you, i'll gain new relationships and responsibilities and everything'll be fine.
I guess I felt like, if I wanted things to work out for you, I should hold onto you. That i'd be the one to give you everything. But obviously it's the opposite.
I just want you to know, Cody, that I love you. And you gave me one of the best summers ever. I'll even forgive you for the five months afterwards. those three months that you were apart of were magic. They taught me so many things.
I'm sorry if I hurt you at all, I'm sorry if I ruined something or if I became a bad part of your life. I'm sorry babe. I didn't mean too. But hey, we had plenty of good moments, right?
Thank you for making me grow up, thank you for giving me the most amazing 4th of July, thank you for letting me figure out that i'm straight and that you can be in love with two people at once.
These are the things I should've told you at the meeting. So, i guess i'll let go of my wish to be yours, or to just be close to you.
I'll never feel your arms around me again or your stupid "i'm not gay story" ever again. But I think we'll both be okay.
Good bye, Cody. Good luck.
But, I want the best for you. I do. i want things to work out, I want you to go to college with your sister (who, i'm sure, is actually lovely). I want you to graduate with your degrees and move to Japan or some small town like you talked to me about... The adorable little small town with a city just out of reach, with quaint houses and a sunrise. (The one that when you told me, you got all blissful and smiled and I felt like I'd share this with you...) And then I hope you marry and have children, as many as you want with this wife. I hope your children live long enough to have grandchildren, and mostly, I hope you live to see them.
I hope you write something and it gets published, I hope you score a good paying and highly entertaining job for yourself. I hope your wife is grand. I hope your children get all of their wishes. I hope you travel, and see the world, I hope you buy a house and stay married and never divorce. I hope you never feel heartbreak again.
Most of all, I just want you to be happy.
I guess I always wanted that. Just for you to be happy. And, if this is you being happy, then okay. Be happy. I want you to graduate happy, and have dreams.
As for me? I'll get over you, i'll gain new relationships and responsibilities and everything'll be fine.
I guess I felt like, if I wanted things to work out for you, I should hold onto you. That i'd be the one to give you everything. But obviously it's the opposite.
I just want you to know, Cody, that I love you. And you gave me one of the best summers ever. I'll even forgive you for the five months afterwards. those three months that you were apart of were magic. They taught me so many things.
I'm sorry if I hurt you at all, I'm sorry if I ruined something or if I became a bad part of your life. I'm sorry babe. I didn't mean too. But hey, we had plenty of good moments, right?
Thank you for making me grow up, thank you for giving me the most amazing 4th of July, thank you for letting me figure out that i'm straight and that you can be in love with two people at once.
These are the things I should've told you at the meeting. So, i guess i'll let go of my wish to be yours, or to just be close to you.
I'll never feel your arms around me again or your stupid "i'm not gay story" ever again. But I think we'll both be okay.
Good bye, Cody. Good luck.