Dear J (you asked me awhile ago if these “Dear J’s, Love L’s” were from me, those weren’t. This one is),
So hi….I’m going to try to make as much sense as possible here…We’re in a strange situation at the moment, if you haven’t noticed. But I think you have. You are my best friend, you know this, I know this, others know this; it’s obvious.
So there are these “other people.” The girl you may be interested in, and the boy I may be interested in. What sucks is that I know that I still love you; and you claim to like me (again…still…?) so it’s such a weird situation. I want to just shake you at times, so you’ll see me.
Here’s the thing, either you are playing with me, or you are serious. And I need you to make a real move. Either stop with the games, or claim what is still yours. You invite me over to spend the weekend at your house, and hug me at random times…things that you don’t do when you don’t like me. And believe me, I know the difference…
I have no idea what is going on. Yet, I’m still here, waiting. Probably wasting my time; but still waiting.
So here I am:
Just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her.