From the moment I met you, I liked you. Even when I was with him, which sounds bad, I know. I thought it had just been a little crush, but it is turning out to be so much more than that. And now, you might be moving to Alaska. I don’t know if I will have the courage to tell you how I feel, I’m afraid of the rejection, the hurt, the embarassment. You mean so much more to me than you will probably ever know. I love your smile, the way your eyes crinkle and your whole face lights up. You are always filled with the most random, useless facts, but they make conversations interesting. Your organ playing, I haven’t had the honor to hear you yet, but I’m sure it is beautiful. I told my friend that I liked you, she said don’t go for it. I may just ignore her and do it anyway. I want to tell you, don’t go to Alaska, I feel like you want someone to tell you that. But I don’t want to be the one holding you back from your life. You are so talented.. I wish you knew just how much you mean to me.