I’m sorry for everything I did in middle school first of all. I was scared and still figuring myself out, but that is not an excuse in the slightest and I understand if you are mad and don’t want to even look at me, i was an ass. I really like(d ?) you, your smile could light up a room, when you wore that dress on picture day I wanted to tell you a million times how beautiful you looked. I never stopped thinking about you, you are what people fantasize about. You are stardust and lavender and all favorite songs wrapped up into one. I hope you still remember me, i’m sorry again. I love you