You were my first actual crush and I knew it was real when I couldn’t stop thinking about you and our conversations. I knew I loved you when you told me you were gay and I knew, that in that moment, I wouldn’t dare say anything because all I wanted was for you to be happy. And if that meant I never told you how I felt so we could be friends, then that is what that meant.
We don’t really speak much anymore.
Sometimes I still think about you. I’m not in love anymore but God, I hope the world sees you for you who you are and submits because you’re still amazing as a person, even if my stomach doesn’t flutter at the mention of your name.