I get to write about one of my favorite people in this world, Jeremy Michael Bradford. I don't know if Michael is his middle name, but it seems fitting enough to me.
I think about Jeremy a lot. His complexity transcends what most think of him. He's a smart, sometimes quiet, thoughtful, very sweet guy--sure. But beyond that, he's witty, competitive, hopelessly romantic, and sometimes he becomes so provoked that his typically soft hazel green eyes become sharp, and dark. I like it when his eyes are like that.
He likes soft and pensive music, and often sends me songs that I never listen to :). He's a surprisingly phenomenal public speaker, has a penchant for etymology, and looks good in Business Professional attire. He's great at ping pong, can be very hard on himself, and has a little sister named Annie who he loves. His father rides a motorcycle.
I love Jeremy. He's one of the best friends any of us will ever have. This is because, Jeremy is rare. He's rare because it's not often that in this often dark world of ours we find someone with so much light. Someone so genuinely good-hearted. I only hope that he never loses this; even when he goes off to UPenn and becomes a world famous Veterinarian(IT TOOK ME 9 TRIES TO SPELL THAT!). making tons of money. haha.
Jeremy is also brilliant, as most of you are aware. But I won't spend time on that.
He listens to me go on about my love life, or lack thereof, for longer than any human being ever should have to! Round of applause, please!
What I've always found most interesting about this boy, is how he likes to long for things. He desires things which are unattainable. I've spent many English/US History Classes sitting next to him trying to figure this one out. Why does he do this? I'm not sure. I'm not sure if he's sure.
If I hope one thing for him, I want him to be happy. Truly, and deeply happy. He sure deserves it.
If Jeremy were a color, he'd be navy.
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