All about you

A letter to you

My dear love, 

          I can't remember when was the first time I had seen you. I can't remember when was the first time I had spoken to you. But I can remember the time when I fell for you. 

I can remember the time when I spoke to you for the first time. I can remember the first time we laughed together. But I can remember the first time you said I was cute. 

I have been meticulously elaborating plans to come across you at school, nervously trying to get a hold of your attention and dragging my friends across the canteen to eat in your sight. 

I often wonder if you try and get a hold of my attention, if you like our train rides home as much as I do and if you think about me when we aren't together. 

I often think about you. About your smile, your voice and your adorable sense of fashion. And usually at night when it's 11.11 pm I make the wish that you will like me back. When it's 11.11 am I also make the same wish, even if it's during a test. 

I hate seeing you with other girls or hearing about you being with other girls. And that's because I know every girl in this school has a crush on you. It's not your fault, your just as good looking as some Greek god. You long curly hair and you intense green eyes just make you that way. 

I've never had the courage to admit my feelings for you. I never knew whether my feelings were shared or not. I at this day I don't know where to find the courage too. I wouldn't want to damage the friendship we have together. 

I can remember that party when we almost kissed. When we had flirted and when I had hated my friend for interrupting us as you were staring at me in the eyes, slowly closing the gap between us. I can remember finding out that later on that night you kissed that same friend who already had a boyfriend. I can remember finding out the truth months later. I can remember the unbearable pain. 

Now that you have left the boarding school, now that you have gone away to University leaving me behind. I can' help but hope to come across you. When people talk about you I feel a pang in my heart because I won't to see you again. 

The truth is that I have completely fallen for you. My feelings for you are strong and let me say the words : I LOVE YOU BIG BEAR. 

Your sincerely, 

Juliette xxx