I wish we were closer and I wish you could’ve seen how I felt about you. I never even came close to admitting it, but anyone could see how I looked at you. Your happiness and your compassion and your humor was infectious. I know you told her I wasn’t your type, and maybe you weren’t mine at first, but we could’ve been so good together. I wish I could live up to the standards you set for the girls you date, but I’m just not that plastic and not that perfect. You missed out, but I’m always going to care about you and I’ll always remember the memories we shared.