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I always wonder, when you grow up and you’re famous, will you talk to me? If I come to a meet and greet, and I say “Hey, remember me? It’s Z.” will you smile at me then the way you smile at me now? This probably sounds like a really stupid concept, but I can’t stop thinking about it. I Don’t want us to be nothing. Friendships fade, but I don’t want you to leave me. My biggest fear is what if by the time I have the money to fly out and see you, you’ll have forgotten me. I know I sound pathetic right now. It’s just that You’re the best thing in my life right now.
- Z