Dear crush,
I'm upset with how you make me feel. The overwhelming stomach butterflies that flap so constantly is sickening. The blush on my face is as red as my love for you. And my heart aches knowing I'll never have you. You were never supposed to make me blush and laugh and wish you weren't Christian. If you grew up differently, homosexuality wouldn't be wrong to you. Hopefully. But it is so painful knowing I'll love you and you will never be a lesbian or at least someone who will change for me. You want a man, someone I am not. You broke my heart when you talked about all of your crushes to me. Did I not matter? I don't know. But we we are stars in the sky. We lol so close but we are so different. You know of my feelings and you know who you are but don't talk to me please. I will ache and I will be in pain if you speak to me. I will die from sadness and heartbreak, had you messaged me once more. Let me explode and die alone and in peace. What we had is no more and I'm sorry that things are how they are. But no. I can't listen to you anymore and act like i will be okay when I will NEVER be okay, talking to you.
