Dear crush,
Well, you know I like you, or I think you do. I'm not sure if you know or not but I'm guessing you don't. I've known you for three years now but I know you knew I liked you in year 9 but in year 10 you just encouraged me talking to you. I remember the fun we used to have like us teasing each other on Twitter, Facebook and in real life. You called me your Megling and I guess it stuck. The most memorable moment was when you decided to use me as a chair in year 10 and showing off to all the year 9s. You always tried to include me with all your mates but I would never fit in with them as they never seemed to get along with me, unless they tried to flirt. You always seemed so protective of me and I guess I relished in it at times, but, others I just enjoyed talking to the boys you knew. You used to get jealous when I talked to people and told them to 'stop chirpsing your bird' but I never really thought of myself as that. I remember two of your friends telling me you liked me but I was annoyed at you so I refused to believe them. After I cried because I told them to tell you I didn't like you when really it was the opposite. I was head-over-heels but I couldn't tell you.
Now I still won't say anything to you even if I want to talk to you. I'm scared of rejection or scared of talking to you but we all learn by it sometimes. Sorry for everything and for letting you slip away.
Megling
