I’ve never been honest on what I really feel for her.
I love your smile, your laugh, your moles. I love everything about you, really. You make me smile and laugh like nobody else. I love you. I’ll miss you. I’m just too coward to tell you what I really feel. A lot of things I want to tell you. If only I have the courage. I guess it’s too late. I’m willing to let this thing go, for good.