hey love, I know that I have never been your ‘type’ and I also know that I would make no chance with you, but i still want to get this shit off my chest. I love you. I love you so much. since the 8th grade, when you told me your ‘secret’, I knew it. I was the person who should make you happy. but you have loved everyone, but me. So here I fucking am, talking to you or myself I don’t even know at this point, on a random site at 2 am, knowing you will never love me or even think of me when you read this.
but you know what, lots of love, me.

I promise you’ll look for me in every person you meet.

You’re the coolest person I know, and I’m so glad to have you as a friend

I’m so so sorry. You never deserved any of my stupid hateful words. You’re so easy to love.

I want you to know if you called me I’ll always pick up just for you to know i got you

Didn't hear from you on my birthday and wanted to cry at the idea of you not remembering me. Sorry.

Im sry i left honey bunch but things better off tha way

I hope you’re still smiling. It’s sad that this never worked out.

I still wish it was you, cuz i always wanted it to he you, since then till now.