To the cute guy who sits by me in class,
I’ve been thinking about this for a while. I know this is crazy, but I need to confess my feelings for you.
I once tried telling you this after class, but I didn’t know what to say. I tried calling you, but I chickened out. I tried texting you, but I couldn’t click send. I even tried writing a song about you. Sorry, I’m not Taylor Swift.
So, I decided to write this article for you.
You probably already know this, but I think you’re cute. Like, extremely cute. Since school started, I have had a huge crush on you. I think I make it obvious. Hopefully not. I swear, I’m not weird.
You once told me that you wanted to help save the planet, so I started planning our wedding. (Just kidding) But really, you’re perfect. Let me start by saying, you have a beautiful smile and you look great in a suit.
The first time we spoke, you immediately won my heart. I am sure many girls say that about you. If you haven’t figured it out yet, I think of random ways to talk to you during class. I never know if actual phrases or sentences come out of my mouth. Just so you know, I can form complete sentences.
Other days, we don’t speak, but we make eye contact. You’re so cute that it makes me nervous. When our eyes meet, I “casually” look away. I wonder if you catch me looking at you, or maybe, you’re looking at me too.
You make class worth going to. I think you’re extremely smart. I picture us having intelligent conversations together. After class, I sometimes ask you questions that I already know the answer to. I just like hearing your voice.
When you greet me in the hallway, I can’t help but blush and giggle. Sometimes, I get butterflies in my tummy. While we talk, I secretly hope that you are going to ask me out. (*wink, wink*) I can totally see us dating.
I am shy and socially awkward. If I seem nervous, ask me about video games. It will make my day. I also like it when you text me. Even if you are just asking me about the homework or an upcoming exam.
I am usually not the type of girl to wear makeup or get dressed up, but I secretly hope you notice when I change my hair color or put on a cute outfit.
We should be together, but I can’t admit my feelings to you. If you ask me whether I wrote this article about you, I would totally deny it. I would causally change the topic and make up some excuse that I had to go.
I like how things are. You have a great personality and you are easy to talk to. Maybe one day I will be ready. Maybe one day I will tell you how I feel.
For now, let’s stay friends. Until then, I’ll keep daydreaming about you.