Hey, I think this is pretty corny but I just want to start off by saying how much I adore you as a person regardless of how you think of yourself. Even since spring, I had feelings for you but I was just afraid to say anything because you liked someone else, and even after our little friend group disbanded I felt a little empty. When we started talking again as a group of friends, I felt nothing until we met for the first time. I wanted to make plans to meet you just to confirm if the love I had was real. After I went home, I was filled with butterflies and regret. I regretted not holding you how I imagined I would and not hugging you tightly before I realized that I most likely wouldn't get a second chance. Knowing that it probably IS the only time I could get to see you, because of what just happened, I'm not gonna regret writing this.