Talking to you on the phone last night really bombed my night. I wish we didn't work for the same company. I really wish it hadn't bothered me. I am nearly twenty years old. I should have learned by now to not be affected so easily. I really am excited about your good news. I hope everyone else is, too. I am jealous. Not for by whom, but what a treasure.
Someday, I want to talk to you about back then.
No, I do not. I just want to not feel the need to hide from you, and I want you to know that you injured the soul of a young teenage girl, however unintentionally.
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