You are never going to see this. And you’re never going to hear these words. And you’re never going to know how I feel.
I just wish we could be together. I know you liked me before, when I was “taken”. I was blind to it then, I was so in love with him. I wasn’t just blind to you, I was blind to how bad he treated me. He hurt me and he didn’t love me. He didn’t touch me, he didn’t talk to me, he didn’t care about me. I know you saw that. I know how you felt then. I wish I’d known then, and I wish I would have gotten you. But now you don’t care, either.
I just wish I could kiss you. I just wish I could hold you in my arms. I just wish we could be together. I just wish you loved me, too.
I know you told our friend that I’m not your type, but… you’re mine. I love you. Shouldn’t THAT be your type?
I may not be perfect. I may not be good-looking. I may not be super smart or talented. I may not be wonderful. But I do love you. And I just wish that could be enough.
Love forever, Scout
P.S. If you were mine, I could be wonderful. For you, I’d be anything.