Dear XXXXXX,
I miss you dearly. I want to run up to you and hug you, but of course I can't. I'm really mad at my brother's friend for teasing me so much about you. And now basically everyone knows my not-so-secret. I'm sorry for getting you into such a mess. Maybe it would have been better if we never met. I would have been just satisfied admiring you from far away; but now it's too late. I know you're stressing about college, so you really don't need me in your life anymore. I'm just a bother. I know you only see me as your friend's little sister who likes K-Pop a little too much. So I'm making an effort to stop being a bother. Even though I've seen you, passed you, and even walked the same direction as you, I have ignored you. You never seem to notice me anyway. Over the past three weeks all we've said to each other was a simple "hello." The last form of communication we had before that was when you messaged me apologizing for not being able to come to my birthday party.
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Letters to XXXXXX
Romancethe stages of developing an unrequited love in the form of short letters never to be sent
