I am writing this down because I don't know how else to tell you.
I don't know how to explain to you how much you mean to me.

I like you.

There I said it.

Are you shocked yet?

Do you hate me for possibly ruining our friendship forever?

I want to tell you why I like you and how long. Just keep reading if you haven't thrown this letter out yet.

I remember the first day I met you.
I remember you're ocean Blue eyes, you're Dark Brown hair, and you're smile.

Oh that smile.

I even remember what you were wearing. I remember the jeans with the paint stain on them and the Dark blue shirt with a small rip in the seam.
I remember your sneakers.
They were Orange. Haha, they didn't even match.

I didn't care though.

I remember that dumb game we played at that party in 10th grade.
That was the first and last time we kissed.

It was nothing more than a peck on the lips but I remember.

I remember the spark. It was like nothing I've ever felt before.

For once I was happy.  You were my first kiss.

At first I thought I liked you because of the kiss. But as we grew closer I realized that it was more than that....
So much more....

I began to think about you all the time. I sometimes caught myself staring at you.

When you took me to homecoming as a friend it killed me.
I couldn't kiss you, or hold your hand. It was.... Heartbreaking....

After the dance I didn't talk to you. I couldn't. It was to hard. I couldn't keep looking at the boy who I was madly in love with.

I left my only friend because of a stupid crush.

I remember you came to my house after you had called me 32 times.
Yes I counted.

You rammed into my house and demanded what was wrong.
What you did wrong.

I took one look at you and balled my eyes out.
I remember the look on your face.

Complete Dread....

You had know idea what was happening. What was wrong.

It's not like I could just tell you.

I was in love with someone who didn't love me back!

What would you have done?

After I had cried. I felt anger.
Complete anger.
I felt angry at the world, I felt angry at the dance, and I felt angry at myself because I couldn't tell you how I felt.

I didn't know what to do anymore.

How to act. How to think. You consumed every part of me. And you didn't even know it.

Well there you have it.

Why I left you. Why I couldn't see you anymore. Why I stopped talking to you.

This explains it all.

If you did read this I hope you can forgive me.

Just remember this one thing.

I love you with all my heart.

Goodbye.