╰› 𐙚 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐲𝐮 , you have a letter!!
🧸🌷⤷ neeyu, you have a letter from shubman gill!
Dear Neeyu,
Happy New Year! I never thought this is how I would be confessing, let alone in a letter, but this is my way of attempting to make things less awkward... so here we are. You know words have never been my strong suit, so just bear with me. I mean, seriously, I don't know where to even begin... that I've been holding onto this for five years? The fact that I've survived this long without you figuring it out is a miracle.
I honestly don't know where I'm going with this, but I'm going to try my best to not ruin things between us. Here it goes.
I think I've spent too many New Years with you, way too many inside jokes and countless late night phone calls trying to ignore the fact that I love you.
I know, it sounds crazy, but it's true. I can't do this anymore. I can't pretend that I don't melt every time you flash me your special smile or fall in love with you even more when you laugh over the stupidest jokes with me.
Before you say anything, I know. I know I'm probably the biggest idiot for not saying this to your face and I know you probably want to smack me right now, but I couldn't do it without chickening out. It's just too much, and I can't seem to get the words out without making it all weird, so I figured I'd write it down instead.
And hey, think of it as me being romantic. You've always loved old school romance, anyway.
Honestly, I don't even know when it happened. Somehow, those playful arguments and inside jokes made me realize this is what I want. I want to be here with you, making memories and laughing at the dumbest stuff. I want to be more than just your best friend (although I know that'll never change).
I tried, Neeyu. I tried to keep this all buried in fear of ruining our friendship, but I can't anymore. I can't ignore the fact that my heart races every time you facetime me to complain about something. The fact that I find myself smiling at the mention of your name.
So... here's the deal. I know this is letter is a complete mess, and I'm probably ruining the perfect friendship we've had... but if I don't take the leap now, I'll probably regret it for the rest of my life.
So, here it is. I love you, Neeyu. No more running away from it. No more pretending. Just... us.
Call me when you read this.
Yours,
Shubman.
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