Dear Sir Green
You make my life happier all the time, even though you never see it.
I feel like were best friends because we always tell everything too each other.
Except the way we view each other.
Am I just someone who's there to talk to?
Am I just a small friend?
OR
Am I your friend?
Am I your best friend?
Do you like me?
I notice the looks and stares you throw my way.
Even though I smile back at you and pretend its normal.
Is there something behind it?
Sincerely,
Miss Brown
