t.w.e.l.v.e a.n.d. t.h.r.e.e. q.u.a.r.t.e.r.s.

You get the longest paragraph

(congratulations)

No one else is allowed to poke me in the stomach

(permission was denied earlier too, but still)

Heal the World is the only MJ song I listen to

but listening to it's just not the same when it's not at 5.45 am on a summer day.

I promise I've learnt how to eat breakfast and play basketball.

(but I still can't eat the not-sweet sambaar your city is famous for)

Not much else has changed though.

Still fall asleep with a straight back.

Still pace nervously when asked to speak on stage.

Still love Harry Potter with all my heart.

Still regret that we never did say goodbye properly because I was still mad at you after that crappy fight.

(so this is goodbye)

Have a good life

(Oh, and if you didn't marry that girl who looks exactly like me but pretty , I'll kill you)