..when I see people tell you that you should be with another girl, and not me.
I can’t tell if you like her. It’s hard. You’re just so damn hard to read. Then again, I’m not exactly being fair. To you and to myself. Why I don’t I just get up and tell you how I feel?
I tell myself that it’s because I don’t want to ruin our friendship, and that’s legit, but it’s also an excuse. I wish I wasn’t so scared. I can tell you that you belong with me. And I can make you really happy. Happier than any other girl possibly could. Because I don’t think that anyone feels the way I feel. I just don’t.
But in any case, you don’t belong with her. Not just for my sake, but for yours. She won’t make you happy. Your relationship won’t make you happy. It will make your friends and her friends happy. Everything will all be a lie. I know it. I just know it….