What I said to you that night is completely true, I used do like you, but I don’t anymore. That telltale shine in your eyes I fell so hard for the first time I saw you, and I mean really saw you at that show that night wasn’t what I thought it was. I mean, we talked before then and you seemed great. I had so much fun with you that night. We kept talking and talking and I fell harder.
At the next show it was always me that you came up to and I couldn’t help but wonder why, I mean, I don’t see myself as anything special. I wish I never asked. You answered every question I had. When I found out that you’re a fake, that everything I thought I knew about you was a lie, I didn’t know what to do. I thought, hey, here’s my excuse to stop liking him that I’ve been looking for. I always look for an excuse so I don’t have to deal with the sting of rejection. You told me everything. You told me who you really are, how you really feel. I was thinking, hey, he’s messed up, all the more reason to stop liking him. And I did.
I stopped liking you. The trouble is that now I think I may love you. I’ve always seen myself as a fake too. I’ve seen myself as pretty messed up myself. The fact that you are too, I don’t know. I guess it just captivates me even more than your smile. I’m the only one you’ve ever told that you’re fake, you admitted it to me. I asked, you answered.
I can never tell you this. I know that you love her. You’ve been hung up on her for the past 4 years. You only hung out once, but you said you felt such a strong connection with her. You said she’s the only girl you’ve ever wanted that didn’t want you back. I wish you could just let go and see what’s right in front of you. I hope that someday soon that I could give you so much more than she ever could. You guys don’t even talk anymore. I care so much about you. I wish that we could be together. It kills me that we can’t.