Over You

Dear Ryan Bullus,

I don't know if you remember me, but we were in the same 4th grade class.

I was skinny, with awful bangs, and stringy blond hair, and I had no fashion sense whatsoever.

I flatter myself that a lot has changed.

But you....now you, had MC Hammer pants, a rat tail, a chipped front tooth, a mullet, and you wore your house key on a dirty shoelace around your neck.

You were so ca-ute.

Amy Yearsley and I would talk about you for hours.

Hoping and dreaming.

But you ended up liking my best friend.

And I cried and cried over my broken heart.

Today, I would like you to know that I have moved on.

I have found a nice person who wears jeans and t-shirts, has a clean haircut and has no serious dental problems.

I'm pretty sure it wouldn't have worked out anyway.

Just know that I think of you from time to time and wonder how you are doing.

All the best,

Katie