<pre>❝Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering❞
eve,
i have been thinking.
and i don't know what to do.
i'm torn between myself, desperately trying to figure out what i should do.
i think i might tell you
but then i start to doubt myself.
the what-ifs come in.
they hit me like a ton of bricks and i hate that i let them affect me so much.
so here's what i'm going to do: i'll give you clues, little parts of myself. maybe, if you can figure out who i am without me telling you, i could have a chance.
a chance with you.
do you know how often i wonder if you think of me?
it's all the time.
i just wanted you to know.
and i want you to know that i will always love you.
love your secret admirer</pre>