Ahhhh it's my turn to be sappy and get sad and emotional. Where do I start? I remember when we first met, I realized on the third day that I had the smallest but cutest crush on you.
A few days later, I told Jadelyn. And she told you. I can't believe she would do that to me. It was so embarassing! I didn't even know what your sexuality was at that time, considering you weren't out of the closet as trans yet or better yet, maybe straight! I was fortunate enough that you liked girls, but, you were in a relationship at that time.
I decided that since you were in a relationship with some bitchy Australian, that I'd get into one too. I had to get off of my feet because I was recently heartbroken by (he who mustn't be mentioned.) And I was happy for a little while. But she wasn't you. I feel ashamed for saying this, but I wasn't as happy as I would've been if she were you. She lived six hours away and I didn't want that stress on me or her, so the night of the dance, I broke up with her.
About two weeks after my breakup, the bitchy Australian broke up with you. You were crushed. I wanted to help you in every way possible, and I'm glad I did. Considering you're still alive today. I remember the days you cried and I would hold you, the days you would fall asleep on me and I could hold you close at that time.
November 1, 2015 was the day you asked me, "hey Vanny, what's the number one thing you want in life?" And I responded, "that would be you." I was sitting in subway with my mother, my siblings were at my grandparents. You responded with, "okay. You can have me!" And I was like "????"
Then it clicked.
We were together!
It made me so happy !
Two weeks later, you crushed me.
I felt awful.
Better yet? you left me behind for someone else.
Someone, by the name Max.
I felt like shit.
You don't understand, it hurt me like hell.
And then he hurt you.
I wasn't happy like you thought I was.
That night you two broke up and the night you told me what you had done.
I remember it all.
I remember crying in my grandma's room.
You said "don't bother talking to me, I don't need you tomorrow."
It was so hard for me.
I did something cute
To make you happy.
Food is GREAT OKAY
and you invited me to sit with you and it was all okay
I was falling deeper in love with you.
After several gross people and several tears later,
You moved away.
You left me in a teal dress and brown boots.
I fell on my knees and cried when I got home.
On that last day you saw me.
My uncle decided to take me to New York City to see if it would help me.
It helped a lot.
It got a lot of pain off of my shoulders.
I realized that i would be okay.
That you were still here.
That i wouldnt be lonely.
The city's lights flashed into me.
Gave me a warning.
"Don't let him go."
So I didn't.
I would never hurt you like that.
I wouldn't be happy if someone hurt you.
Even if it was the way you hurt me.
More breakups, heartbreak, and sadness later.
It was May.
I had gone to school, you weren't there obviously.
But for once in my life, I was okay.
And you wrote and told me.
"Vanny, I'm going to be in campbellsville today!"
I got so excited.
And so happy.
I started crying.
I was wheezing with my heart pounding.
I got home and I got my favorite shirt with my favorite skinny jeans.
I would see you.
I hugged you so warmly.
And you gave me the gift of my first kiss.
I went home that night,
and I was happy.
I was glad.
I was okay.
Now that its the end of September,
You did something horrible.
Something... that ruined everything.
Your sisters feelings
Your poor nephew's feelings.
Your nana's feelings.
But it would all be okay.
We're actually together.
Its only three days, and even though its only the official day one,
I miss you adrian.
I miss you so much.
It hurts me.
You promised me you wouldn't do it again,
Please keep your word.
It really hurts.
I love you so damn much, Adrian.
You're my entire world.
I love you...
-Savannah Elaine (or Vanny.)