To the one I know hates me,
I am mean to you because I like you, but I do not know how to express myself. You do not know, but you are my first like. You most likely think that is a lie. It is I have liked one boy before you. He said he liked me back, but it was a lie. He got a girlfriend the next day. I realized that boys do not belong in my life that day. That was last year, I told my friends I liked a boy and I had to make up a lie that I liked a boy. That all happened last year. Then I met you on the Washington trip. I was interested in you the first day. My friend then started to like you, so I tried to push you out of my mindit failed. In fact, the more I tried, the more I thought about you. Then I thought about the boy mentioned above, and I thought that I cannot put myself though that again. So, I pushed you away as hard as I could. I was almost done with you. Then, you showed up at football. I actually debated quitting football after seeing you. I did not want to be called a quitter, so I stayed. I played. My friends found out. Could not keep their mouths shut. Now, here we are. Back where I did not want to be. Me liking someone and the feelings are not 2 way street. I knew I should not have told my friends when they wanted me to tell them. I was going to stay away from you, not talk to you, and get over you. Now, a am stuck here. Wanting to cry and you will never know. I will never give you this. I just wanted to write to feel better. Like that worked.
Sincerely,
The person you hate
