Dear Colin, its so weird that I'm typing this but here I am. This is everything that I want to tell you but I know damn well that I wont:I've had on and off feelings for you since last year when I ended it. Throughout the summer I missed you, throughout the school year I missed you, and I miss you now. But we don't work well together. I over think and you under think. I always texted you and always wanted to talk to you, you never texted and you didn't care if we talked or not. You aren't confident enough and I am. You have no shame, and I have a lot. I wish I could change these things but I cant because it would change who you are and that's the you that I like.I want to ask you how you've felt about me then and now so badly but ill never let go of my pride, not even for you. You give me that look in the hallways when you're caught off guard, but you always want to act tough and act like you hate me when you are prepared. I wish I could read you, but that's also part of you, and I will never purposely change you. I wish I could say how sorry I am, I wish I could tell you how much I regret it, I wish we could go back to the way things used to be. I hate that you tell your friends everything, I tell my friends stuff too but I would never tell them something that would change their perception of you. Not to mention how I literally HATE your friends and your stupid little clique in general. I hate that I like you because of how different we are, but how similar we are at the same time. We're the same because we're both awkward and insecure and neither of us truly cares about anything, but I don't want anyone to know that and I'm good at hiding it. You don't care who knows it and you put barely any effort into trying. We have two totally different understandings of the world, two totally different perspectives, and two different motives. We are probably the worst people for each other and yet I would never pick anyone else over you. Love, her, whoever you thought of when you read this.