meet my best friend , michael neshcov.
i dont think ive ever called him michael more than 5 times in my whole life.
it sounds weird calling him michael cause im so used to saying neshcov.
the past two summer’s were difficult , i saw you zero times last summer.
and twice this summer….
this summer was the hardest though, because during grade eight was when we became super close.
sometimes i still wonder, how its even possible that we came this close to eachother.
and how i opened up so much to you.
i go to you with pretty much everything, and it always seems like you know exactly what to say.
and most of the time, when you predict something, your usually right :$
but i dont listen…..
i had trouble not seeing you for two months, now that we go to different schools
how am i supposed to survive seeing you once, or twice a month if im lucky for the next four years?
i miss you more than anything.
i miss you making me laugh till i cried every day.
i miss you hugging me EVERY morning.
i miss you harassing acurtis.
i just straight up miss you.
i read through the “ode to neshcov” note today,
its funny how i remember almost every single thing that you said or did.
even what voice you did it in, and exactly where it was, and what we were doing.
those are times i wouldnt trade for the world.
just thought id let you know :$<3
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