Love Letters

Connor

Breif note: If you know me irl, no you dont.

A lot of times I think about the first day I met you. The first day of our 6th grade year, we were both just 12 and with no knowledge of what would come of the two of us.

I remember all throughout middle school feeling bad for sneaking looks at you in classes we shared whether the reason being one of my boyfriends or a girl that you were dating, I couldnt help it.

You were always just so perfect.

I never thought that I'd get the chance to be with you.

Looking back at it I never thought that you liked me even as a friend. All you did in middle school was make fun of me.

I remember the first time you made me cry.

In the 8th grade I sat with you and your friends at lunch and I didnt know that you would all make fun of me for the entire 40 minute lunch period.

But I stayed there next to you and endured it and I chuckled. And then cried at home.

But I never left. I came back the next day and let it all happen again because I loved you.

And I still do. I wish I had realized before now that the feelings were reciprocated.

Maybe you could have saved me from all the suffering that he put me through.

Than again maybe it was for the better we waited. We may have a real shot at making it our of all of this hand in hand.

I cant wait to build our future together.

I cant wait for you and your friends to start H&H and to watch you live out your dreams.

I cant wait to travel the world and laugh with you.

I only want you.

You are my home.

I love you.

Breif reminder: If you know me irl (AND ESPECIALLY IF YOU KNOW CONMOR IRL) no you mf dont.