So I have something I want to get off my chest before it's too late... I understand if you're freaked out and never want to talk to me again... you don't even have to respond, because I'm assuming I know what your response will be.
I really fucking like you, *****. Like, a lot. To the point that I think it might be the other "L" word that I hate using so much... I know I really shouldn't feel this way about you, because I barely even know you, right? But I dunno, I've honestly liked you since we met. I like everything about you, your looks, your voice, your music taste, your sense of humour, your personality... To be honest, I dated this guy a while ago, and I ended up breaking up with him because I felt like it wasn't fair to be dating one guy, while my feelings are so much stronger for someone else - you. I know I shouldn't feel this way or think about you as much as I do, because I'm sure I'm probably just another ugly ass girl to you, but I guess I'll just have to keep telling myself that I have no chance of even crossing your mind until I get over you. I'm sorry for everything.
- Another letter I'll never send
