Novel & Cerita Love Letter To Your Crush

“A letter, you wrote me a letter,” I nodded. “I wrote the letter four years ago. I didn’t have any hope for love, I thought my heart was made of stone, and I didn’t believe I could fall in love with someone. So, I wrote the letter. It’s for the girl who’ll end up stealing my heart and becoming my first love. I’m glad that person is you, Derek. I’m happy you’re my first love, my last love, and the only one for me. I love you always, Lily Miller,”

I opened the note to find that it has quite a bit written in it. I have loved you from the moment I met you, but I cannot know if you love me back, as I think the knowledge will kill me with joy or sadness, whatever your reply might be. Know that you are special to me but do not seek to know my name as it will only lead to heartbreak. Yours forever, Your Secret Admirer

No, how could I forget that my crush was huge? I do not have to worry about having a crush since I have you now, and I am significantly, totally in love with you. Of course, you, on the other hand, took ten years just for you to come to your senses. Hey, what can I say? I was a stupid young boy/man who was too selfish to see what was right under his nose. It is okay now because I get to make up for it for the rest of our lives. Oh, babe, please stop. You are going to make me cry. If you cry, I will wipe those tears away. Oh no, here comes the water, these darn hormones.

“You made grave mistake by telling me about your past crush because now I won’t stop until you are fully, thoroughly and undeniably mine.” ___

Inside was a thin silver wristband with engraved letters. A+M It was their initials. There was also a letter inside the box, addressed to him. He opened the letter and read it. Dear Ambrose, I know we've been friends for so long and I just want to say that I love you. I love you not in an I love you as a friend kind of way. I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you l love you. I've always felt this way from the start but I was too scared to admit it. I didn't want to ruin our friendship. I dated other people in hopes that I would get over you but never did. I now decided to suck it up and confess. I love you, Ambrose and I want to spend the rest of my life loving you.

“I am sorry, do I know you?” “I suppose I don’t think you will remember me even if I used to always have a crush on you in high school and when I wrote you a letter, you tore it up without even reading it” I stilled I had read the letter of course, it was a bunch of bullshit about love from a rich snob who made it his job to beat up people and bully them each day of their lives and yes I had torn it up to dissuade him from his endeavors which had worked.

Shawn blew out a weighted breath, “I did.” I expected more from him. Anything more. Shawn was never one to be at a loss for words, but right now, the only thing he said was I did. It’s been five years since I sent that letter. Five years I wondered if he’d gotten it. And I told myself it wouldn’t matter if he did. But I hoped he didn’t, because I poured my heart into every word that went onto that page. Tears blurred the writing as I laid out a nine year long crush onto a single sheet of loose leaf paper.

I didn’t know then that he would be my ruin. I crushed n him like a fool. Fantasized about him in ways that and my pillow my only witness. He had a jaw that could cut glass and my courage. It was fatal how he could suck the oxygen out of lungs leaving me gasping and yelping at his sight. A stupid crush, they’d call it. Anna warned me. Don’t fall for a man like him, Krystina. I didn’t listen that time. I was already writing him a letter. Not love, but a confession I wasn’t ready to say out loud. And Anna, the reckless little demon, forced me to slip it into his locker.

For you, my sweet, I'll always pine, And hold you close, forever near. With love, Roberto What is the name of— what sort of foolery is this? I finished reading the letter and tore it into shreds right in front of him, flinging the paper bits on the floor. "Did you copy this from a greeting card?" I hissed, rising from the seat. "A poorly written greeting card, that is, it sucks. I cannot and will never love you, I don't want to be with you. Why can't you and every other person just accept that?"