Jason

I know what you're thinking. Or what you will be thinking.

'Wow. You're dramatic. Also, just trying to get people to ask you what's wrong. You're dumb.'

And if you're about to think that, I will kindly ask you to stop reading, and leave.
Go on.
Leave.
I don't want people to read my blog anyway...



I had a best friend. His name was.... Jason (but not really... We're gonna use that name though).

I fell in love with him.

Then, one day, he texted me.

'Sierra, I can't handle this friendship anymore.'

'What?'

'We can't be friends anymore.'

'Okay...'

That hurt like..  Yeah.


But guess what?
I'm happy for Jason.
I'm glad he's better without me.
Even though I may be worst without him. Or at least, I was at the beginning.

You see, Jason was my best friend. I guess I already said that... He just... He knew everything about me. I've written a few posts about Jason, and I'll probably continue to write them. I hope he's never reads them.

Jason. If you're reading this;
Remember that one time when we started reading scriptures every night together? Or that time I showed you my notebook, and I get you one, and you wrote equations in it? Or maybe our second kiss, at my friends house?
You probably don't remember any of these, they were small and dumb. But not to me.
Our relationship and friendship was NOT dumb to me.
It meant the world to me.

But now it's gone.

So I'll stop dwelling on it.
I guess I just need some closure?
I don't know.

Maybe I'll call you, get some.

HAHA nope. You'd just treat me like a kid. You'd just treat me like a P.O.S.

Like you did that last day.


So this is my closure to you. I think.

By Jason.