Dear Sweetheart,
I'm not really surprised in what you've done these past days. I see you're enjoying your spinning game with your friends. Some of my friends like Freedom and Laura are there too.
All of these days, that I wasn't surprised at, I tried. And I gave up.
Sweetheart, I have a crush on you, but..
I feel bad you didn't notice.
Isn't it perfect timing? I've been helpful and most caring friend to you, but you didn't notice?
I tried, but I gave up.
I like you. Not because of those rumors, saying those stuff, those disgusting rumors, I hate them too, Sweetheart. It's not easy. I get embarrassed and hurt when I hear those things.
Laura, she makes fun of me, she always talks about me and you, together. It's weird. And very humiliating.
I feel overwhelmed, trying to please you.
And Sweetheart, I still care for you.
But it's too much on my shoulders, everyone is making fun of me.
And..
I know what you think of me.
People please me, saying that you like me back. I wish it was true, to be honest.
But..
You think I'm fat.. ugly, and just disgusting and not fitting for someone like you.
I think you're right.
I am fat, ugly and disgusting. And I don't fit you.
I know already.
But I like you, because you're such a thoughtful person, and so kind, friendly, sweet, athletic.
I always think you're my type.
When we went to the Garden on the field trip, I could already feel the butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
It was only me and you walking together.
Everyone else was behind us.
I felt so comfortable talking too you.
But now, it has changed.
It's the future.
Not third grade anymore.
I wish, it would stay the same, but I give up.
I know I'm not good enough.
I'm sorry for liking you..
Too be continued..
I'm not really surprised in what you've done these past days. I see you're enjoying your spinning game with your friends. Some of my friends like Freedom and Laura are there too.
All of these days, that I wasn't surprised at, I tried. And I gave up.
Sweetheart, I have a crush on you, but..
I feel bad you didn't notice.
Isn't it perfect timing? I've been helpful and most caring friend to you, but you didn't notice?
I tried, but I gave up.
I like you. Not because of those rumors, saying those stuff, those disgusting rumors, I hate them too, Sweetheart. It's not easy. I get embarrassed and hurt when I hear those things.
Laura, she makes fun of me, she always talks about me and you, together. It's weird. And very humiliating.
I feel overwhelmed, trying to please you.
And Sweetheart, I still care for you.
But it's too much on my shoulders, everyone is making fun of me.
And..
I know what you think of me.
People please me, saying that you like me back. I wish it was true, to be honest.
But..
You think I'm fat.. ugly, and just disgusting and not fitting for someone like you.
I think you're right.
I am fat, ugly and disgusting. And I don't fit you.
I know already.
But I like you, because you're such a thoughtful person, and so kind, friendly, sweet, athletic.
I always think you're my type.
When we went to the Garden on the field trip, I could already feel the butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
It was only me and you walking together.
Everyone else was behind us.
I felt so comfortable talking too you.
But now, it has changed.
It's the future.
Not third grade anymore.
I wish, it would stay the same, but I give up.
I know I'm not good enough.
I'm sorry for liking you..
Too be continued..
