i’ve known you for 5 years now, we even had a relation that lasted almost 3 years, you still care for me i know, but why cant you be true to your self and admit it, you are always trying to get in touch with me…. and you obviously know i still love you.
always yours, YOUR Juliet
Dear Mr. Montague,
You know it’s bad when I still find you incredibly sexy while you are dissecting cat balls.
Yes, I like you. Me and every other heterosexual girl in your classes. At first I’d never think you even noticed me, I’m not the prettiest, smartest or flashiest girl in school. I’m quite normal when it comes to clothes, except that I paint my shoes.
Then you started noticing me, you started talking to me on your own terms! Then, suddenly, you stopped. At first, I thought it was because the real teacher saw how I looked at you, how often you looked at me. I thought you had gotten scared by the slight age difference, I thought I just wasn’t good enough for you.
Then you started noticing me again! Even so brave as to speak to me in Spanish, even when you know I’m fluent in the language! You have turned me into the thing I never wanted to become, a lovesick schoolgirl. Now everything reminds me of you and there’s nothing I can do to stop it.
I’m not usually this shy with boys, I’m tempted everyday to tell you, to ask you if you really do feel the same or if you’re just playing with me. But everytime I open my mouth in front of you, I loose the ability to think before I speak and stupid things come out.
I really wish I could talk to you like a normal person without getting nervous or sick. I really wish I had more ‘cojones’. I really wish you knew how old I really am.
My perfect, cute, adorable Romeo!
You told me you love me! Just to dump me the next day! What for? Just to break my heart? Seven month later I can still hear you voice whispering “I love you”, I can still feel you soft fingers in my hair, your lips on mine! I can’t forget you! I don’t want to!
We both know, it had been something special between us! We were made for each other!
Well, i love you and I miss you. So much!
I guess it’s too late now. To tell you how I really feel. I’m sorry I didn’t return your feelings when I had the chance. I’ve been hurt so many times, I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. Even for the one I’ve admired from afar for so long. I just pushed you away because it was the only thing I knew how to do to keep my heart from breaking even more. But, even though I thought your love was simply infatuation I was blind to see it for what it really was. Everyone could see how much you loved me. How much you wanted us to be together. Everyone except me. I don’t know how I was blessed with you being able to love someone like me. I am unworthy of your love. But…. I still look back on all the time we spent together. I still remember your laugh, your voice, that wonderful smile that can always brighten my day. And everytime I look back on those times, I feel an emptiness in my chest. I can feel all the times I pushed you away come back and twist around my heart reminding me how you will never be mine. Punishing me for ruining our chance of being together. And now we’re 13 and miles and miles apart from each other,with one of us still holding on to the one-sided love of a boy who deserves better. But, like I said. It’s too late to tell you how much I love you. Tell you how I don’t care if people say we’re too young and don’t know what love really is. Because I know that the moment I saw you in 4th grade,you the new kid, that I loved you. And I never wanted anything to tear us apart.