I love you, but you love a good friend of mine. I probably couldn’t date you anyway because of what our friends might say. Still, that test said we were each within the top ten best matches for each other in the entire school. I don’t think it’s just a coincidence. I love you, and it hurts me every single day. It even makes me want to just kill myself now because knowing that I can never be yours is the worst feeling I can possibly have. Even seeing a picture of you or seeing your name somewhere gives me butterflies in my stomach. It’s because I love you, but I know you don’t love me. I need help or I may just end up dying over you. Please, please notice me. I know you love my friend, and that I shouldn’t say this, but I really find myself hoping that he doesn’t like you back so that you might consider me. At the same time, I want him to love you like mad so that you’ll be happy, because that’s all I’m supposed to care about if I really love you as much as I do. You’re absolutely beautiful, funny, kind, and just great to be around, but all of that just makes me even more upset. Sometimes I don’t want to see you or den think about you because I love you too much. If only you loved me the same way, I just know we could be happy together. Please, please, just give me some sort of closure here. I love you endlessly, so will you at least tell me if you love me too?
