c-u-n-t-a-g-i-0-u-s:

I’m scared. I’m scared that you hate me. I’m scared about my feelings. You were the one that said do what makes you happy and don’t worry about me. So when I did what I thought would make me happy, you got mad. When I made it clear and gave you plenty of opportunites that I’d be your girl. I kind of wish you wouldn’t have waited to tell me that you clearly had more feelings for me then you expressed. You’re my best friend, and now you just assumed that I was giving up on us. There’s no way I’m ever letting you go again. I can’t picture my life without you. I will not live without you. But if you would just not act any different, it wouldn’t make it so hard on me to talk to you everyday. I’m scared that once we hang out…. my feelings for you will come back, Rushing to my heart like a waterfall being pulled down by gravity. You truly don’t know what you’ll do to me. I don’t even think I know what you’ll do to me. But I want you in my life. Forever. And always. I love you, and I miss you. -Love your best friend… hopefully.