Dear W,
When I arrived at church tonight, I knew you weren't going to be there. I knew you were at band camp and you wouldn't be able to make it in time. I was kinda sad since I only get to see you 2 days a week during the summer. Even though you weren't there, I found out something that got me thinking about you. I was talking to your girlfriend and she told me y'all broke up. I know this is kind of mean and selfish but I was happy. On the outside, I just said "Wow. I didn't know that." but on the inside I was freaking out because maybe I finally have a chance with you. Probably not though because I'm fairly certain you don't like me. I'm not the kind of girl people like. I'm ugly, lame, and I tend to care more about YouTube and books than people. There's no way you could ever like me. Oh well. I'll just keep hoping because that's who I am. I'm a dreamer. I'll always be. Also, I'm not trying to guilt you into liking me. I don't need pity like that. If you ever do like me, I want it to be genuine, not because you felt guilty. So keep being the happiness seeker you are and I'll keep being the dreamer I am. The happiness seeker and the dreamer. What a pair.
Off Adventuring,
The Girl Who's Liked You Since 1/1/16
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Letters to Him
RomanceThe evolution of my liking towards a guy I knew would never love me. I may have thought it'd be forever, but all things must come to an end, good or bad.
