You were the only person who never made me feel judged here. Your kindness and consideration always brightens the room. Your dumb dad jokes and overuse of finger guns and eyebrow raises bring a genuine smile to my face, but that’s the least defining qualities about you. Your heart, soul, and charisma are things that speak volumes to me without the mention of one single word. I miss the times I’m not with you, enjoy the hours we spend down to the seconds, and while hanging out, already have the thought of missing you in the back of my mind. Maybe you’re my star. You shine bright but die out like the rest of my infatuations. But I hope I’m wrong.

Your Rumor