Dear Anonymous,
It's almost been two years now. The thought makes me sick inside, but in a good way. I used to talk to you quite often, and while I still love you, it's the not the way I used to. This feeling was triggered again when I heard that song. It struck me harder than I ever thought it would. It had been two years since I'd heard it, and it really made my day took a huge turn. If I could see you again right now, I would. I don't want to have wait two weeks for school to start again just to see your face again. Maybe I'm overreacting, but if this is overreacting then I want to overreact. The pain hasn't changed, my feelings haven't changed. If only you knew in the first place how I felt two years ago, this would be all that much easier, but I was too big of a pussy to tell you how I felt, and it's eaten away at me until you crushed my heart and didn't even know it, and to this day, you still don't. Maybe you'll never know, and maybe that's for the better.