Dear Love,
I love the way you smile, I love the way you talk, I love your height and smell I love the way you walk. I love how you can't pronounce words so you make up others, I love the way I feel with you, I don't think I'll love another. I love our stupid convos about random stupid stuff I love our little pounds in the hall way we too official for that kissing, we tough. I love that I can say what I feel or just my random talk and you take it in and brew in it and then you proceed to walk. I love it that you like the fact that I'm awkward and me, I love the way you accept it oh so humbly. I love it how your sometimes honest and tell me what’s up, and when I text you your too gangster so you say sup. I love that you think your cool but really you’re not, you’re a sentimental teddy bear that I so luckily bought. I love that you always express your feelings, and say it strong it’s very much appealing. I love how you wanted a love letter though it tickling me inside, I love how you want to know everything about me though I have much to hide. I love that you’re not my type but I feel connected to you, like the aorta and the ventricle where my blood runs blue, like happiness and joy, like fire and hate, like cookies and milk, like Sunday morning pancakes. This letter is too cute your probably smiling from ear to ear but I gotta tell u something you probably don't wanna hear... I hate that you’re pushy and abrasive and I think I need a break, from your pushing grabbing and pulling and all those shakes. I hate that our conversations are boring and dull, they used to give me the chills of love and leave me satisfied and full. I hate that u walk with other girls and stuff and I don't know why, I am not a jealous person I just wish you'd only say hi. I hate that you think your manly and to grown for stuff, we all are kids at heart and can never be young enough. I hate that you let your smarts go and are stuck in remedial classes, your good enough for AP with all those smart asses. I hate that you think good morning and good night text are overrated so instead u send me a wassup which is understated. I hate that I'm still not completely okay around you and I hate that I getting jittery I hate that too. I hate that when I see you I get butterflies, I hate that I sometimes avoid you cause I can't say hi. I hate that I feel comfortable with other guys, that bore me with stuff all I can do is sigh. I hate that you’re not here and that we can’t run away, to a foreign town in a foreign place where everything would be okay. I hate that I could never say this out loud or to your face, I hate that I said I needed space. I hate that I push you cause I've never felt this way and would rather be by myself though I have much to say. I hate that I have no experience with love or with a boyfriend, and that I don't know how it is to hold you down till the end. I hate that I am still confused about relationships and love, and that I always run or fly away like a dove. I hate that I always always hit the road, when I feel some type of way I can't carry the load, I hate that this letter isn't over so imma stop, I love that you read this now reread it from the top :)