First of all, happy holidays to you and those you love. I hope it’s going a lot better than mine.
Let me explain: It all started last Labor Day. I finally worked up the confidence to confess my love for my long-time crush. I didn’t get laughed out of the building, but it was a clear rejection.
Since then, I’ve felt wallowing emotions that just seem to flare up every now and then for some odd reason: walking past a couple in makeout bliss at school, watching the Fault in Our Stars, and of course the nightmarish seasons of prom, homecoming, and Valentine’s Day for a high schooler dealing with post-tramatic love disorder. Today is definitely one of those flare up days.
I don’t know what will fill the gaping black hole in my heart, but I do know that my love for Ayeillie is without a doubt the strongest emotion I’ve felt in my 16 years of existence.