Dear Greg (((don't fucking judge me))),
I missed you today. I miss you everyday. I can't do anything without thinking about you. I really want you to see this; to know how I feel and maybe like me back.
My heart broke today. I know I sound bitchy and overprotective about what I'm going to say, but I'm not, so don't hate me.
I walked outside and went to my friends. But, on the way there, you were on the field hanging out with your friends. I couldn't help but notice that there was another girl with you. You said something (I didn't hear it) and she started laughing. You smiled, she smiled, I cried.
But, as if on cue, you turned to me. From 40 feet away, you must have felt my heart snap in two.
I ran off, trying to hide the pain, but it didn't work.
I ran to the bathroom and locked myself in the stall. Tears rolled down my cheek. I didn't think you would ever be with another girl. I mean, yeah, you're in grade 8, I get it. But... I thought you would maybe notice me.
I took out my earrings and scratched my wrist with it. I didn't know what else to do.
But the thing is: the girl you were talking to, was a new girl. She'd been at the school for maybe 2 weeks.
2 weeks. Greg, I've loved you for 3 years.
Just *sigh* don't get hurt. If you ever were sad, heartbroken, or anything, I would feel exactly what you felt. Only 10x worse.
All I'm saying is that I miss you. I miss talking to you. And I love you.
I love you more than you can imagine,