I love you. It kills me when all we say now is ‘I like you a lot’, when I know we both still feel more than that. You’re my best friend and I feel like we’re soul mates, if there is such a thing. I’m writing this in hopes that you’ll read it and realize you feel the same way and we can give our love another shot.
All I’m asking is for one shot. And in case you’re not sure if this is meant for you, here’s a hint: I fell in love with you the night of your fraternity alumni dinner, and that’s when we came up with the Beeker face.
You’re full of light and love and everything amazing in this world. You truly make me want to be a better person and every day I spend away from you makes me fall deeper and deeper into sadness.
I love you, I always have and always will. I hope you read this, and if you do, you know how to get a hold of me.