Love Me Back

Chapter 3

January 10

Dear Cara,

I'm done with this.

You never loved me; let's face it. All of those kisses you gave me after I won soccer games, those beautifully hand-written Valentine notes I got every year--they never meant anything.

I can't do this anymore. I can't deal with you sending half-formed glances at me, as if waiting for me to talk to you. I'm done with hoping and pining after a girl who will never love me back.

I'm starting to feel like sincere romantic love, romantic affections, don't exist anymore.

I have hardened my heart, dyed it gray and sculpted it out of iron. Maybe you weren't ever in love with me; maybe you were only in love with the feeling.

You're affecting everything. I have broken more pencils than the amount of math problems I solve, and at soccer practice I drive myself so hard that Cal and Wilson have to basically carry me off of the field. I've been sent to the counselor about five times because all of my teachers have been worried about my emotional and psychological health.

Everything's wrong with me, Cara.

All because of you.

I hope you had a reason for dumping me--an actual reason, not that bullshit you gave me at prom. I hope you know what you're doing.

Because I sure as hell don't.

Forever yours,

Finn.