• Listen.

    by  • June 27, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Confession • 0 Comments

    Dear YouYou,
    Whenever I leave your room to go to the dining hall, or go see my oblivious boyfriend, I tell you that I love you. You always say it back and that is a privilege because you “rarely say the L word ever.” You’re beautiful and funny and wear heels even though you’re 5’8″.
    I never got to tell you that I love you more than you love me. And differently than you love me.
    I’m afraid it will ruin our friendship.
    I will never tell you this because i know that i will never forgive myself for losing you in the process.
    I haven’t broken up with him because i think then people would figure me out. And we both know you won’t take the risk.
    I can’t be hurt, because i still have you. And always will.

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