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So its two AM,
and two minutes ago I was in my bed, starring at the ceiling.
Gosh, what an idiot, I was saying to myself.
Did I really let myself believe THAT could happen?
Don’t worry. I am already over the crying, depressed phase.
I guess this is just a moment of light...
in times of darkness.
Did really had to pick two am to think clearly?
I must be crazy..
I am writing this to let you know what I feel.
When you receive this tomorrow, someway or another,
I want to let you know that these past few months i have been feeling butterflies in my stomach whenever I see you.
I see “the way your eyes light up when you smile”
But two days ago, my world crashed.
It was like a dose of reality for an everyday dreamer.
Why did it crash?
because of HER.
I don’t hate her in any way, do not get me wrong.
It’s not her fault that she is in love with you...
And you are in love with her.
I guess I just envy that she gets to open your book
When i’ve been in line in, for so much time.
She is a great girl, I must say.
And I am not going to insist on how I am much better for you.
Hey, if it happens,
It’s meant to be
I hope you feel with her, what I feel when I am with you.
As much it hurts to say:
Hug her. whisper to her. Be sweet. Give her roses.
Don’t take her for granted.
Enjoy everything you do with her.
Well, now it is five AM.
I can not believe I stayed up all night writing this...
This, “stupid love letter”, like a song says.
Actually scratch that.
(stupid, i mean)
Leave it just like it truly is:
A love letter.