I think of that excerpt from Anne Michaels' Fugitive Pieces when I miss you, and I miss you more now that you're back than I did when you were away. I think of that excerpt an awful lot. —From me (again)

You were easygoing, even intimidating and yet your personality came out in only the best ways possible. Right there and then, at the age of 8, I knew that you were the sweetest, the most kind, and the most beautiful girl I would ever meet. Eventually we got to know each other, having little lunchtime dates at each other's houses. Doing things that I couldn't even believe were happening. Every time I visited you I felt like I had left earth and landed in our own little world. These moments are some of my favorite memories of my childhood. I remember that one of my funnest moments was simply walking you home one time when your parents forgot to pick you up from a summer program we were attending. That 2.5KM walk was pure bliss for me.

As we grew up, we were placed in different classrooms and we began to grow distant from each other. Facebook didn't exist yet, and cell phones were not as available as they are now. Soon we just stopped talking, but we would reconnect every once-in-a-while, and I knew that the bond we had was still there.

We never got together when we were younger and I can understand why; I was too fat, too immature, and too sad to be around. Because my dad died when I was 11, I never really got to learn about what it meant to make a relationship work.

But times have changed, and we have both grown up to become great talents. I have seen you develop into a wonderful creative spirit. Your Art is a testament to the passion and flair you have for each canvas you work on.

I know that we have talked in the past about how much I cherish you as a friend. But looking back on how much we have seen and done these past 14 years, I would be lying to myself if I said I don't want to move to the next level with you.

We have known each other for so long. We have so much in common, video games, art, food, our love of family, we live on the same street, I mean the movie script writes itself!

I know it is probably just wishful thinking for me to believe that we could ever be together, but I need to say this while I can. I know that we are both single at the moment, I would have never said these words if I didn't believe in them. The fact is, I don't just like you, I love you. —From the boy who only loves one