I started out hating you, and never have I ever regretted something so terribly in my life so far.
When I got over it, I started seeing you, the person that you really are, and that passionate hate turned into passionate like.
It took about a year for the like to turn into just love.
Now, love is a very difficult word to define, but I do feel like I love you. I honestly care about you so much and wish you all the best, though at times I may be selfish and want to keep you to myself.
I don’t think it’s my fault that I’m so attracted to you. You did this to me. Some might say that you are leading me on, but no one will really know for sure until we both are completely honest with each other about our feelings. I think we’re both holding back because we know that we’re just better as friends.
I believe that we are, but it doesn’t mean that we shouldn’t try to further the relationship. We’ll all be going our separate ways soon, and I can only ask from you that you won’t forget me so quickly. And I sincerely hope to see you at our reunions happier and healthier than ever.
You and your family are the greatest, and you all deserve whatever you want in this world.