From Our Readers: To the Boy Who Once Kept My Secrets

It wasn't supposed to be like this—I wasn't supposed to feel anything more. I wasn't supposed to think that you were going to be there close to me forever. I wasn't supposed to hope that you'd look for me when you're trapped in an unfamiliar maze or a hazy bubble. I wasn't supposed to assume that I would be the one you'd call for help in your desperate and darkest times.

But I did, and look where it got me.

You were my confidant; and among the sea of people, it was you that I chose to be honest with. I even trusted you more than I trusted myself. Funny, because I didn't know how it started—how you noticed me and talked to me because I am honestly the kind of girl any popular boy would usually ignore. I'm not really sure why it was so easy to reach out to you when I needed a friend to talk to. You kept me at bay. Your words were lyrics to a song that could've been a hit if put into writing. You heard so much from me. You lent me your ears when you knew I needed to vent out, but you never lent me your heart and that's okay. You only treated me like one of your friends, but never more than thatd. For once, I actually felt like there really was a reason why I was me, and why I was here.

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