boy who i’m sure exists somewhere, i think the day we meet is just around the corner. hang in there! love, girl who exists somewhere as well.
You are the reason for the secret smirk that I sometimes get. It means very good things for you, if you feel so inclined. Very. Good. Things.
N, When I was a freshman in high school, you drew me a diagram trying to explain scales in music class. I haven’t seen you in years, and I’ve found happiness since then, but you were the first person I ever loved. To this day, I sleep with that piece of paper folded inside my pillowcase. — G.
You — Today, I woke up at 3AM and realized that I loved you. — Her
Sweet, There’s this beautiful chaos about you it seems I can’t resist. — Stupid
I just want to hold your hand.
sparkling eyes, i think you and me could have a life like a beatles’ song. want to test my theory out? — boy who helps you with your math homework
we’re both awkward dancers, so let’s just dance together okay? promise i won’t make fun of you :)
Dear Ron Weasley, I like to joke that J.K. Rowling is writing my life, but honestly, it’s getting creepy. You are tall and red-haired and handsome and don’t like school and you can always make me laugh and when you get angry you blush and your eyes snap and it makes me shiver. I am short and my hair frizzes in the heat and I could spend all day studying and school is my life and...
a - when you said “you’re amazing. the end.” all i wanted to say was “no, you’re amazing. the beginning.” -h
Squirrel hunter, I do not actually have a crush on you, so maybe this isn’t the right venue for this letter. I just wanted to drop a note somewhere into the universe that puts into print the nice things that I think about you - maybe karma will deliver them someday. You are one of the most frustratingly stubborn people I know. She says you’re surprisingly submissive, but I see how...
bubbles, i haven’t spoken to you today. my world hasn’t been turned upside down, it just, stopped. i feel useless, needless, pointless. everything i’ve done today has bored me, because none of it had anything to do with you. i just want to be near you. — machines
virginia woolf, you’re something a little more than just old light. — leonard woolf
dear you, i hugged you one day and we stayed that way for five minutes (hours? days?) and i wanted to stay there, with you, forever. love, me.
is it lame that i daydream about us together constantly?
Somewhere Out There, I don’t know who you are. I don’t know where you’ll be traveling from when we finally meet. I don’t know what you’ll look like when you smile. I don’t know what your voice will sound like when I’ll look over at you in the morning from across the bed. But I do know this: When we finally meet, I will make sure that your travel was...
you, i broke your heart last year unconsciously. now every time i talk to you i get butterflies. please know that people change. — me
Undecided, You are everything I never knew I always wanted. Isn’t that interesting. I’ll have to study this phenomenon a little more. — Physics geek
Girl with the black beret, Every time I break open a fortune cookie, I hope that there will be something on that little strip of paper so profound that it convinces me to finally tell you that I love you. — Sheepish Mountain Goat
Dear me, Get some confidence, girl! The reason why things haven’t worked out in the past is due to the fact that you’re too hard on yourself, even though you don’t realize it sometimes. So build yourself up and tell yourself you’re gorgeous & sweet, because you are, and you need to make your new guy realize that. Love, me
“Are you okay?” you asked, several seconds into our hug. “…yes…” I answered. “Why?” “You’re holding me a lot tighter than you usually do.” I was so excited to be in your arms that I hadn’t really noticed that I had thrown mine around you with a lot more enthusiasm than usual. Whoops! I had already opened my mouth to...
Runnerbean, You’re not ever going to read this. You don’t use tumblr. You use msn to wish me a happy birthday, or if you’ve been trapped by snow. Sometimes I wish it were the 60s, so there would be no internet, and you’d still be around 3,000 miles away, but we could write, and I could complain about how de Valera is always going to be around Ireland, and you could rant...
four-eyes, I read a lot of letters on this site that mention how difficult cross-country/state/time zone distances are to handle. It makes me feel a bit guilty, because you’re a ten minute walk away and that seems like light years. Hell, you could be sitting right next to me and it would be too far. …it’s really okay with me if you move a bit closer. — freckles
Dear Otaku Girl, You shine brighter than the alleged sun in my abdomen that you like to snuggle up with. Bonita, tu tienes mi corazón. From, The Computer Afficionado Boy
beautiful, whenever you explain something to me, whenever you tell me a story, whenever you talk non-stop for a minute or two, half of my consciousness just watch how your eyes sparkle, how your lips move, and how your cheeks blush. and the rest of me just plays it cool. love, funny the way it is
Dear him, I’m typing this out while looking at you. I wonder if you can tell how infatuated with you I really am? I wonder if you ever wonder about me? I wonder whether you know my name or not. I wonder if typing this for all to see is healthy. I wonder if you’ll turn me down when I go over and ask you to a movie….. Brb. … Score one for awkward girls everywhere. —...
“August,” I loved you for as long as I remember, quite literally. I remember you helping me tie my shoes in kindergarten, and how I listened for your name during role call because I was too shy to ask it, how I would pray all through elementary school for you to randomly decide to sit with me at lunch, and when I put up with being enrolled in your mother’s extracurricular art...