I’ve been in love with you for 7 years. Meeting you involved you telling me that your boyfriend had broken up with you because he got another girl pregnant. From that point we have been friends. At one point you wanted something more than a friendship but I was too scared to try anything. When I finally built up the courage to tell you how I felt you had already started dating someone else. From that point I have secretly loved you. I’ve been there with you through douchebag after douchebag. I have seen countless guys hurt you and have always been there for you. I have given you advice on everything. You told me that you didn’t want to be friends just to mess with me. I still stand by you. You have no idea how much you mean to me, and I doubt that you ever will. I’m coming to realize that you will never feel the same way about me and it kills me. There is no worse feeling than unrequited love. Yet you talked to me about how much it hurt liking someone and having them turn you away. Spend 7 years in that situation and then talk to me. I love you more than you will ever know. I love everything about you, the way you smile when Bo Burnham plays on my iPod. The seemingly random things that you say. The way you cry over a spoon. The way that you say weeeee when you’re in my truck as we are turning. Please understand how much I love you and would love to be with you. I know you will never read this but I needed to tell someone.