Dear Nate,

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Dear Nate,
We've met but you probably have forgotten. I don't blame you. I would too.
I am just a girl in high school that roams the halls with the same routine everyday.

Wake up
Bus
School
Clubs
Judo
Wrestling
Brazilian Jiu Jitsu
Homework
Sleep

But in everything I do I can't get you out of my mind. Every boy I see, I compare them to you and realize how they don't stand a chance against you. Inside and out. Most guys are douche bags that want one thing, sex. That's what most say but I always try and look at the positive side of things because I feel that everybody should be give a chance because when the time comes and I need one, I won't feel guilty because I've don't it to others. I try and really know someone before I throw them in my imaginary pit of man whores and jerks. But in my heart I know that they weren't always like that and there is something in their life that hopefully keeps them sane.

You don't notice me in the halls. I'm the first to look away because I'm afraid of what might happen to my insides when we stare for more than 10 seconds because right there and then I might just stop in my tracks and just be that annoying person in the train of people that doesn't know where the hell they're going or is frustratingly slow.

I don't exactly call this checking out, I mean you're obviously attractive but I memorize every feature about you. Whether you have happy eyes or sad, I love to stare at them because I feel that is how I know somewhat of what you're going through. The happiness or pain you feel. I am willing to go through anything with you because I just want to help.

I know this might sound creepy and you're probably thinking I'm a stalker girl that is obsessed, but aren't all girls like this when they have an authentic crush. Not a fling or somebody you think is cute but someone you really want to know. Because the one thing we can't get back is time. And I know you're special if I find myself wanting to spend time just figuring you out even if it means from a far.

X @~