We did not immediately start out being close;
we were at first merely great friends that got along very well
despite our differences.
You were someone I had faith in,
someone who I could trust,
and it was you I turned to, among all people,
for school-related problems, and pretty soon,
I was turning to you whenever I had something to say
and had no other to say it to.
It didn't stop there.
I always got butterflies whenever you walked into class,
and in the midst of a crowd
and a bustle of activity,
I'd try to find your tall, sturdy figure,
and when I do,
I'd find you looking at me, too,
and it often seemed as if time stopped just for us.
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