What if?

Sitting alone in my room, staring into nothing, I feel as if I'm living in the past but yet also present. I think of those special moments I had with a special boy, a boy who is my best friend and always will be. Everything was simple yet incredible. I've never felt so comfortable with myself. It was effortless; bliss. The moments we couldn't stop laughing together. But in present time, we're so far away. I dream of seeing you again; I know it will happen. It's one of those things that if I want it then I can make it happen. Now I'm stuck in a hole half liking a boy who doesn't even appreciate me. In this small town it's hard because he's everywhere I go. It turns out I didn't know the real him. It was an act. It's time to let him go. The special boy has always been in the back of my thoughts. I'll never let him go. At times like these I realize how much importance he brings to my life. And I think to myself; what if? What if I do get to see him again? I'm a dreamer, and still dreaming.