I didn't mean anything I said today.

Well,

actually,

maybe I did.

I still shouldn't have said it though.

I can't wait to see you tomorrow,

so I can actually apologize.

I just hope you know that I really do still care about you,

even if you're not always right there with me.

You have a life as well.

My life is you, and I have to accept that your life is not me.

I thought maybe I could follow you from drama here, 

to the West Coast for college,

and then across the country to Manhattan,

but maybe I can't.

Maybe you don't want me to, 

or don't think that we'll ever see each other after you leave next year,

and that's fine, too.

But I did mean it when I said that you won't stop me from trying to find you,

and trying to live my dream.

Your name will be a recognizable one, I am sure,

so I will search for you according to what people have heard.

You are still my best friend. I shouldn't have said otherwise.

You are not the reason that I am feeling so nothing all the time,

it's all me.

I will see you tomorrow,

and make you listen to me.

I know you're good at that.