Dear Luke,
I realised today that you were the only one who ever complimented me, and now I realised why, too.
I was talking to my friend, and she told me that she really liked my eyes and thought they were 'super pretty today'. I flipped out and told her to shove her compliment up her ass.
What hurts more than receiving a compliment from someone other than you, is receiving one about something you loved about me.
You used to love my eyes and how they changed colours every second day. Would you still love my eyes if you were to see me right now?
Love,
Florence.