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    by  • July 26, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Yearning for You • 0 Comments

    Dear Caleb,

    You never did tell me or anyone what it was about me that you didn’t like. It’s been 4 years since I’ve meet you, and I’ve liked you for 3 of them. I have seen you like other girls, pretty much stand me up, and even move to Atlanta, yet after all this time my heart still pounds when I see your face. You have placed me in the worst friend zone imaginable while I see everything I look for in a guy in you. Why is it I find your presence so comforting and safe? Why is it that after every failed relationship I find myself texting you movie questions just to see your name on my screen? You have flown across the country with me, met my family, but only as friends. I feel the ultimate frustration. Caleb, I love your gaged ears, your old black pumas, your hair that shines red in the sun, your brown eyes, your odd personality and passion for films and horror. When I see you I will continue to plaster a smile of content across my face, while on the inside I will be screaming and wondering what it is about me you just aren’t into. You are perfect to me, you make me happy without realizing it. I hope one day you see this and wonder if it’s for you.


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