I’m a mess. I’m currently trying to tell myself, “Oh, every thing’s okay, everything will be okay, always okay!” but honestly, I don’t believe any word of it. I don’t know why I even bother hoping, hoping that you would call and tell me the same feelings I have for you. I’m trying to keep my feelings hidden, because honestly, my best friend likes you and you like her… but also because I’m scared. I’m scared of rejection, I’m scared of what you’re going to say, I’m scared of everything. Was it me? Was it us? Was I not enough? Whatever it was, I’m sorry. I truly am, I never meant to make you mad, sad, upset, whatever. But… do I ever get to be upset? Do I ever get to be anybody but me? It’s honestly breaking me apart and tearing me to pieces to see you smile at her. I’m scared that one day you ask her out… and she says yes. I know it’s not your fault you don’t feel the same way, but have you ever thought about it? Just once?