(No names will be used)
Dear Crush,
Okay. So like, I guess I like you. Maybe. It's complicated. We've being going back and forth in this whole "I have a crush on you thing" for years. You were the first one to start this whole liking train. You liked me. Then I liked you. At some point in this whole thing, we probably liked each other at the same time. Then you got a girlfriend. A beautiful, popular girlfriend. Then you guys broke up. The cycle continued (except you didn't get another girlfriend).
So now, here we are. I'm not quite sure how far my feelings actually go. Maybe it's just the familiarity of it all that keeps me coming back. I'm used to the butterflies and I'm used to the heartbreak. Maybe it's that my friends are crazy about you. They've called dibs and all that stuff. It feels almost rebellious to like you.
I know that I think you're cute and smart and all that. I know that your voice is beautiful. But nothing else is really certain here.
I think I've got to back out of it all. I think I ought to break the cycle. If after all these years nothing's happened. Then nothing ever will. I'm sorry. Take consolation in the fact that there are a ton of girls who want you. Girls prettier than me and cooler than me. At least two beautiful cheerleaders are. Go get girls guys dream about. I wish you all the best.
Thanks for the butterflies,
Catherine.
