Dear Dylan,
It's currently 1:30AM and I've been up thinking about you. This is sudden, and I know. But as my favourite song says, "oh no, I think I'm catching feelings". Except I've been catching these feelings for a while and I've been trying to make sense of them all. I've been trying to work out if maybe this is a phase, or I'm making something out of nothing. But what I do know for sure is that I smile more when I think of you, I think of laying next to you after a busy day and listening to you talk about everything that happened. I think about what it would be like to simply sit next to you, or how it would feel to hold you hand. I think about the little things that make my heart do flips, and I think maybe I really do like you.
From, Me.
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The Letters I Never Sent
RomanceDear Dylan, It's about time I tell you how I really feel. But I just can't because I'm afraid you won't feel the same. From, Me.
