Dear him

First off, this is going to be very teenagery, so if you don't like this sort of thing you may not be interested in this letter. Now, on to business. 
Dear him, you're the first guy I've liked to ever talk to me, you're the first guy I've liked to ever even know I exist. We've known each other for about 9 weeks now and, even though it's a short time, I feel more for you then I've felt for any other. Both my social anxiety and introverted behaviour disappear when I'm with you. It feels so nice just to talk to you. You found out that I like you, you didn't feel the same but you said you'd like to get to know me better. That hurt me, but I held onto hope that when you did know me better you'd like me. That afternoon you asked me to year 10 formal, of course I said yes. I thought you may be giving me a chance. You act like you like me, everyone tells me they're pretty sure you do, but you've said that we're only friends. But then an hour later you come up to me and hug me. You always seem so happy to see me, yet you leave ten minutes after you say hello. I saw you hang out with another girl, and I was cool with that, but you came up to me afterwards and wanted to make sure that I was okay, and that I knew nothing was going on between you. I don't understand how or why you act so different to what you say. I'm so confused. You're the first guy I've liked that has ever talked to me, but these words confuse me, I don't know what you think or feel. I think I'm falling in love with you, and it hurts. So bad.