Dear Boy I Like,
Do you know that I am attracted to you? That I think you’re cute no matter what look you happen to have that day. I have a strong inclination you’re gay, but I’m not quite sure.
I want to simple ask you if, but I know this isn’t socially acceptable to do. I want you to just be open and to tell me, but I know it is a hard thing for anyone to say. I also know I am not the most open book to read. However, I believe we both share one common feeling – fear. I think you fear accepting this part of yourself, and I fear being hurt. . . . If we both could be courageous with each other, I feel we could be a magnificent match.
I think you’re handsome, intelligent and fun. A triple threat of attraction. If I could only receive a small sign of affirmation you have the slightest attraction to me, then I would take the next step or three.
Not So Secretly Admiring You
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Dear Boy I Use to Like,
I regret to inform you that while my heart takes all inquiries seriously, you were only a level one (interest level) applicant to it. Please don’t confuse level one with level two, the crush level. At the interest level, please do not think things are awkward from me receiving notice you were not interested. As you were a level one applicant, I recovered in the next five minutes. As Jay-Z says, “On to the next one,” and to be honest, I was already on to the next one before you even knew I had an interest in you (please refer to the boy above).
While we failed to come to a romantic agreement, I do hope we can form a partnership for a friendship. Have your people call my people, so we can do lunch some time. I truly mean it.
I wish you luck in all current and future romantic endeavors,
Serious Applicants Need Only Apply
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Dear Boy I Use to Be in Love With,
How did we get here? Time flies when you’re laughing, crying or not talking to each other. It seems like we only know extremes for dealing with each other. But part of me believes we are slowly leveling out to find a happy medium for our feelings. I feel positivity and understanding for you. Maybe you now understand and don’t resent me needing space from you and your relationship with him.
I didn’t want to push you away, but I had to clear some space in my heart for another gentleman to have a fair chance. You seem to have found “the one”, and I want to find mine. I deserve that happiness one day.
I hope you’re happy with him and everything else in your life. Otherwise, not really talking to you for so long and letting you go isn’t worth it.
When you think of me, if you think of me, close your eyes and imagine us sitting across from each other. We’re laughing, smiling and talking. While a lot of time has passed, you can see in this picture that our friendship is still there.
No salutation seems fitting enough,
“Wishing Nothing But the Best for You”
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