I never wanted to say yes. But your eyes, the pleading desperation in them begged me to say yes. You know how I hate letting people down, disappointing them… and you knew that I was well aware of how you were afraid of rejection. So I said yes. Now we’re dating. And I’m not completely
I have been trying to find the time/words to say everything I want to, but it never seems to make itself available. And when it does, it either doesn’t come out right or doesn’t come out at all. I figured I’d just sit down and type everything I want to say because I can’t form
Dear You, I know you are out there. Maybe right now you are playing basketball, or eating dinner or walking down the street. It’s crazy to imagine the things you might be doing right now. Maybe you are in another country! Maybe you’re on a date with a girl. Maybe you’re someone I already know,
Dear A, With all this time I’ve been thinking about all of the past 10 months. Since I can’t talk to you, I had to put it somewhere. I remember how excited I was about you coming to watch Harry Potter, and amazed at how much you could talk! You had a story for everything.
Hey. Everybody. Please stop. I know I come off strong. I know I send signals that I like you. It’s just how I am. I set myself up to be complimentary and lovely. I can’t help it if you start to have feelings for me. Please stop that. I hate leading people on. I’m doing
Dear Gentlemanly Boy, This is to you I am sincerely annoyed by your inability to read my signals. You’re polite, funny, charming, and rather handsome, and before I realized you were spineless, I would have said intelligent too. But I digress, the few minutes I spend with you where you listen to me like I’m