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(my confession to him)

First, I want to start by saying how much you mean to me. I know I don't ever say it but I want you to know how thankful I am to have you in my life. I'm not really the best at expressing myself, but I am so happy that we're friends and I hope we can stay friends even after you read through this letter.

You probably don't know this either, but you are one of my favorite people. You can make me smile without even saying a word, and just thinking about you makes me happy. When I'm with you It's like the whole world disappears. Like It's just you and me. Your stupid jokes and dumb games never fail to brighten my day, I don't think there was ever a time where you didn't make me laugh. Even writing this now I can't help but smile.

When I'm not with you I feel like everything's in black and white. My world is a simulation; eat, sleep, work, eat, sleep again. Nothing sparks any interest or joy. And I know we both have our own lives and priorities to deal with but for some reason you linger in the back of my head. I always catch myself wondering about what your doing at that very moment, and If you're also thinking about me. I try to distract myself from my thoughts and I try to get you out of my head, but nothing ever seems to work. And just when I think I finally forgot about you, you always seem to find your way back into my life.

I've always been one to keep things to myself, but now that we're both getting older I don't want to regret anything. I hate feeling this way, but I just need to get everything off my chest. I want to be able to breathe. I don't want to look back on my life and think of what could have been. So I've decided to be real, to lay all the cards on the table as one might say. So here goes nothing.... I like you. A lot.

So there, I said it. I don't know what is going to come out of this, but I really needed to say it. And I don't expect anything from this or from you. You can just pretend this never happened if you want, we don't even have to talk about it. I don't want things to be weird between us because I genuinely like having you as a friend, and I don't want anything to ruin that. Okay I'm done, bye.

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