Dear... Logan
I have fallen in love with you on April 27, 2019.
My brother told me about how you cried when your favourite hero died in Endgame and that made my heart melt. At first when I heard about it I thought you were cute that’s it. I thought I didn’t have any feelings for you at the time being but I did look at you more often.
I wondered, are you a nice guy? All my brother’s friends were obnoxious and rude but you were different.
After that day, April 27, 2019, I slowly started to like you more. I started to see you more frequently out of nowhere and things started to remind me of you. As I saw you more often I would catch you in times of kindness. Some being as of opening doors for people, being kind to your mom, talking to younger kids, saying excuse me. It made me remember when you would congratulate me after my races and saying good luck to me beforehand also.
I admit I never liked you for your looks, if I did I would’ve liked you a long time ago. I like you because you are a kind human being. It’s sad how guys are nowadays and I hope chivalry isn’t dead. You are the rare type. Someone deserving of their title. Someone who is polite, well-mannered and raised well. You may act silly but that’s what makes me fall for you more. I hope you’re not what I perceive because all my favourite songs became love songs and that’s all because of you.
I really hope behind the surface is someone utterly disgusting so I can get over you but I can’t. Yes, this is ridiculous and I really don’t deserve a guy like you, so I’ll keep my feelings hidden away for your happiness. The cold hard truth is that you’re too good for me. You’re tall, handsome, kind, determined, successful, funny, cute and probably the only good guy I’ll ever see in my lifetime. I’d never get up the courage to talk to you. If I think about it more, even if there was like the slimmest chance of you saying yes to going out with me it would never work out. You’d never be happy with me. The only one who would be getting benefits out of the relationship is me because my dream guy dated me out of pity. Plus all your past girlfriends are gorgeous I would be a downgrade. I’m not anything compared to them. I just have to keep telling myself that I’m a piece of trash and I’ll somehow believe.
It’s ok you’ll never see this or hear this from me ever. The only reason I write this is to try and take all my thoughts storing them somewhere other than my head so I can continue on with my life without distractions.
I’m sorry someone like me fallen in love with someone like you. I really wish the best for you and your future girlfriends. I’ve never talked to you or will talk to you. From afar I will just be happy that you’re happy. That’s that. I hope your future girlfriends will truly love you and you will truly love them but even though they may not work out those girls will regret losing you. I know I’ve regretted even listening to my big brother in the first place so now I hope I can try and get over you after this letter.
You are the only real crush I’ve ever had. I have tried asking so many people and looked up so many strategies that it’s ended up into me trying to copy this strategy from a movie. “To all the boys I loved” M.R. edition being To the only boy I loved. I can’t say I’m in love with you but really I’m on the verge to do so.
To the only one who can make my cheeks red from smiling, I hope I forget about you. Goodbye.