Dear J,

I like you a lot, but I’ll never tell you. You’re way out of my league. So I’ll sit here and wait on something that’ll never happen. Idk exactly what it is, but there’s something I can’t let go of. It scares me, because you have me wrapped around your finger and you don’t even know it. You could do anything you wanted and I would still continue to like you because I’m so wrapped up in this.