We talk all the time and I wonder if you realize I'm not like all those other girls1
Most girls say they have loved a guy forever and he never saw it, I have a strange sort of proof.2
Did you ever think about the fact that we broke up two years ago, and yet when I messaged you for the first time since, only a month or so ago I had been sharing that love letter you wrote me all that time ago. I had been reading it to her, and do you know even all this time later, I still shake when I read it. Still giggle? Still blush? You were the only guy that ever made me feel like I could be myself and no one else had a say in it. You told me I was perfect at myself, to not change anything, that I could be anything I wanted to be. That surpised me, threw me off guard, made my eyes tear up. I keep trying to be funny, I want to amuse you, at the same time I would like for one night for you to understand that the me you see in front of you isn't the me most people see. I don't show most people the side of me that I allow you to see. You are so special, why don't you see that. I know you think I am all fun and games, but...I'm not. I have a heart.3
Have you ever even thought about it?
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