Dear boy with the bright blue eyes,
Its hard for me to know how I really feel anymore. Some days I think that I truely love you. Others I'm not so sure. I become insecure and I think that you can never feel the same way about me. I feel like your too good for me. But still I think of you day after day and look back on these past two and a half years.
As I sit back now, I can vividly remember the first time I saw you. It was about two weeks before freshman year. I kind of thought you were gorgeous ever since that day. That day we realized that we had mutual friends and that's where our friendship starts. Freshman year, we shared homeroom and our friendship grew. By the end of the year, you gave me butterflies and that's when I started to fall.
Now sophmore year, we exchanged numbers and would occasinally text. We had more classes together and as a result grew a bit closer. You shared information with me that I never thought you would. You told me why you don't drink often, your afraid of becoming an alcoholic like you uncle and mother. We grew closer that year and I continued to fall in love with you. This year I know I'm in love with you, even if I don't want to.
I don't know how to show you that I love you. I fear rejection and pain only from you. I wonder of you think of me because I sure know how much I think of you.
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As I sit back now, I can vividly remember the first time I saw you. It was about two weeks before freshman year. I kind of thought you were gorgeous ever since that day. That day we realized that we had mutual friends and that's where our friendship starts. Freshman year, we shared homeroom and our friendship grew. By the end of the year, you gave me butterflies and that's when I started to fall.
Now sophmore year, we exchanged numbers and would occasinally text. We had more classes together and as a result grew a bit closer. You shared information with me that I never thought you would. You told me why you don't drink often, your afraid of becoming an alcoholic like you uncle and mother. We grew closer that year and I continued to fall in love with you. This year I know I'm in love with you, even if I don't want to.
I don't know how to show you that I love you. I fear rejection and pain only from you. I wonder of you think of me because I sure know how much I think of you.
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