Here I am again, writing to you. Even though I know you know I like you I still can’t get over how much I like you. I’m a little mad you chose your last night here to be a guys night but I can’t get too upset since we’re not even together. I told you all of my secrets, most of my stories, and asked you every “let’s get to know each other” question I could think of. Like what’s your favorite food? biggest fear? regrets? family history? I told you about my brother and my messed up family and you just pulled me close and held me tight. I’m falling in love with you, and yet our timing is off again. 4 years ago I should have chosen you from that frat table in the SUB instead of Marcus. But maybe it wasn’t our time. you don’t want to do long distance, but I think I’ll go crazy if I don’t know you’re mine. So please really talk to me, love me, and don’t ever let me go. I’m not too good for you, and if we both can put our past behind us, this could be the best relationship to exist.