Sydney

Sydney is an amazing person. She cares more than anyone I know and is always there when you need to talk. Sydney makes friends easily and can talk to anyone with a smile on her face. She’s also one of the most beautiful people I’ve ever met, with very pretty blue eyes. When you see her and start talking to her, you can tell she’s a genuinely good person who truly cares. One of the best things about Sydney is how much she cares and engages in conversations. She laughs at your jokes and remembers things from past conversations that most people wouldn’t. The best part about Sydney is how deeply she cares. One time I was having a bad week and only two people came up to me and asked if I was okay: a friend I’ve known for seven years, and Sydney. My friend asked, “Are you okay? If you need to talk, you can.” But Sydney asked, “What’s been going on lately? You haven’t been yourself.” When I said it was nothing, she asked if she could give me a hug. Sydney is the type of person you’d want to date because of those things—because of how genuinely good she is. Sadly, I know I’ll never date Sydney. She needs a person who can always hangout or go places with but because of my anxiety, I can’t go anywhere. I didn’t even finish public school—I had to go online in 10th grade, and I don’t really go anywhere anymore. So even though I think Sydney would be the person for me, deep down I know I’ll never be the person for her. I’m sorry, Sydney. I’ll always love you.