For J

You know I hated school until I met you

I thought I wouldn’t find anyone who really understood me

But then I met you

You were laughing about something one of your friends had said

That crazy laugh of yours was just like mine

I knew I liked you from the beginning, J

Your crazy brown hair falling over your eyes

Your funny sense of humor and criticism toward the school lunches

You get me. I get you. I like that

I like how you wave to me for five minutes straight when we’re waiting for art class to start

I like how we laugh about it like crazy people when we get into class

I like YOU J

I hope you like me too

-Pyro