Hey, what's up. How's your day going?

Honestly, mine's a little bit boring.

You're probably asking, "What is this thing?"

But all I ask is just listen,

Please don't throw it away like it's nothing.

When I see you, you make my heart sing.

But it's not the "Yeah, he's cute" kinda thing.

It's like when when you're waiting for a college acceptance letter.

When you get accepted, everything suddenly gets better.

I fight myself about whether I should ask you out or not.

To be honest, all of it is making me very distraught.

Maybe it's all the serotonin in my head.

Or that I try my hardest not to think about you when I try to go to bed.

Like Rihanna says -- must be love on the brain.

Me wondering if you like me, doesn't take away the pain.

Pondering if you even care about me makes my head spin.

By now, I know that some people just don't win.

Love, to me, is a dangerous game to play.

So, all I ask is that you just accept this letter,

And me.

And not just throw it away.