Knock knock.

"Knock, knock.
Who's there?
I am, and I always will be. Okay? So don't cry when I leave, it's not like I'm going anywhere far. Remember, I was supposed to go to the Philippines. But I won't."

I won't be able to see you everyday anymore, you won't be on the same campus anymore and most importantly, we won't even talk on a daily basis anymore and that's what scares me. I talk to you at least once a day, every day. You're gonna be busy with college and I don't think that I should interrupt that just because of the fact that I'll be bored. I know you won't mind, but it's distracting to you. My sisters told me that you don't get second chances in high school unless you're rich. If I were to talk to you everyday when you're in college and you fuck up, I'll feel responsible. I dunno, I don't even know what I'm talking about anymore. I'm just a sad monkey and I don't want you to leave.