____
Dear ***,
I know things have been awkward lately between us, since i told you that i liked you. I don't want things to be awkward, but i can't seem to be able to talk to you without freezing up, or making it feel awkward. I honestly can't explain what i'm feeling, but you don't have to worry about that. I don't want you to feel like the bad guy, at all. I would feel like a complete bitch if you did of course... just because i'm sad, you don't have to blame it on yourself. I'm not mad at you, i don't think i ever could be. How could i be mad at your own opinion? Would you think that low of me? I've known you for years, in fact, i've known you practically my whole life. You haven't really changed, you are still one of the sweetest guys i know, and you don't know how stupid I feel right now. Why was I so selfish in telling you I liked you? You have your own stressful life to deal with, being a section leader, and caring to other people. You didn't need the added stress of trying to not upset me, and I should have thought before I opened my mouth.
I can't explain you in words. I can say four soft words though, that describe what you are for me. You are my everything. I must sound pretty corny, saying that, but it is honestly true. You're not just my everything because i like you, but you are my everything as a best friend. I know you're one of the few people who won't tell my secrets, and discuss them with other people behind my back. You have never treated me badly for a day in your life. I can't even describe you in words. You are just... I could try and describe you, but my words will not do you justice, but i will try anyways. You have made me speechless. Every time i see you, i can't help but smile, because you are everything i'm not. You can make a gray day sunny, and you can lighten up my world with only a few simple words. Every time you compliment me, talk to me, hug me, say i love you, i can't help be excited because you light up my world.
I'm sorry if i'm wrecking your life. I'm sorry if i made it awkward. I'm sorry if you will never like me, even though i know you never will. I feel guilt on my chest, and the only thing i want to do, is send you this letter, but i don't want to create a bigger problem. I love you, as a friend, as a brother, as a lover, as everything that i could possibly love you for. Of course, I know that your love is not the same, and obviously, i guess it never will be. I'm sorry. You're amazing, and hopefully you know that. Because if not, i'm going to have to tell you again and again. It's like your unreal, like a part of my imagination, and if i don't talk to you/ or be with you enough that you will slip away, so that i can't have you. And i know i'm being incredibly selfish, and i'm sorry. I hope you could understand.
Whichever girl gets to call you her boyfriend, will be the luckiest girl in the world.
And she won't be me. But, i can get over that.
I love you,
Emily
















