Dear Writer (Letter 6)

A letter to my crush. I have not, and will not be giving it to him.
Dear Writer,

Who am I to you? I'm obviously not just 'some girl'. You've been speaking to me a little more now that I've said I'm done. Have I really been masking myself for so long that now I no longer hide, you find me?

I keep telling myself, no matter how interested you might seem... now or in the near future, I know where your heart is set and I won't just be second on your list. Besides, I've been talking to Aviation more, and... Well... My heart refuses to rest.

I'll admit, it's easy for me to fall, but right now I'm in limbo. I think he's a sweet guy, but I still hurt when I think of you. It's unavoidable.

I truly did mean goodbye... When I said it. I don't know if I do anymore. I feel so defeated, yet as if the war is not yet won. Maybe that was only a battle in the grand scheme of things?

Maybe my feelings for you are just a step on the ladder to true love? I could very well be wrong in my choices and pains. I could. But now I see all your faults. I don't feel blind anymore. I see when you're rude or wrong. I see when you simply hurt a person with your occasional bluntness. I see you in a whole new light. But do I hate you? No. Not at all.

I guess we'll see where this life takes us.

The Other Writer
Published: 10/31/2012
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