My first day at beacon I thought you were the cutest guy in the school. When the teacher sat me next to you in art class I didn’t know how to start a conversation with you, which is not like me at all. But when we started talking I thought you were the whole deal, cute, funny, smart, and a softy at heart. Your awesome to hangout with because you don’t care what others think of you and you don’t try to be a bad ass in front of people. Your that type of guy that I can have an intelligent conversation with. AND YOU DONT HAVE A PROBLEM WITH ME PUTTING MAKEUP ON YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I really hope you know how hot that is. When we hangout I don’t know if you feel this or not but I feel like you are one of ten people I connect with.
The other day someone asked if you could relive one thing in your life I said I don’t know but honestly I did know. Out of everything that happen between us (caution this may contain really corny material but true material) I would relive you singing to me. I have never had a guy sing to me before. It ment a lot to me, it truly did. I am aware that you probably used me. But I don’t care I just had to get that off my chest. By the way when we went to the movies together I really wasn’t scared I was just jumping into your arms. And I yes I know you have a girlfriend, I respect that I may not show it but I do, this means nothing now but.
I love you (I never say that)
P.s if I ever do get the corgare to send this let me know if you get it
I HATE THIS FEELING