Dear You,

I love you, I love you, I love you.

I probably love you too much for my own good.

I wonder when this love of mine for you started?

I remember those foolish things that I would do.

Every Valentine's I would write you letters filled with my overflowing feelings for you.

Every December, I would put chocolates in your locker.

And Everyday I would say "Hi" to you.

But I knew, oh I knew.

That you would do the same.

Write Valentine Letters.

Put Chocolates in the lockers during December.

And wave "Hi".

But that was not for me.

You wrote Valentine Letters for the girl seated next to me.

Placed Chocolates in her locker.

Enthusiastically and constantly, you would greet her, "Hi"!

But even so,

During your Birthday, I would text you, "Happy Birthday!"

During New Years, I would spam you with emoji fireworks.

And During my own birthday, I would tell you, "Greet me, you Idiot!"

And I knew. Oh I knew.

You would do the same.

You would text Happy Birthday.

You would spam emoji fireworks.

And during your birthday you send, "It's my birthday"!

But it wasn't for me.

It was for her.

The girl seated beside me.

The girl with the long and smooth hair. The girl who was really pretty and a had a slender body. The girl who was kind. The girl who is loved by many...

... including you.

I on the other hand, my hair is short and messy. I'm an average looking girl with a body that isn't so slender. No one cares if I'm kind or not. No one cares about me, I'm not loved...

... especially not by you.

She's the perfect girl, excellent, amazing, smart, funny, sporty, good-looking, and kind.

I'm nothing as compared to her. I'm not the perfect girl, not excellent, not amazing, not smart, I make the worse jokes, really bad at sports, pretty average looking, and no one cares if I'm kind or not.

The girl beside me is the one you like.

I love you, I love you, I love you!

I can probably write you many letters on Valentine's...

I can probably bake you plenty of chocolates on the month of December...

I could probably say "hi" to you a million times everyday...

...but you wouldn't care.

I could greet you a million times every year, "Happy Birthday!"...

I could spam you with emoji fireworks after a countdown to New Year...

I could remind you constantly, again and again and again to greet me "Happy Birthday!", but...

...you wouldn't care.

The perfect girl, who wouldn't like her?

Compared to me, I'm nothing.

But, I'm fine.

No, I shouldn't care.

I am my own self, I may not be the perfect, excellent, amazing, smart, funny, sporty, good-looking, and kind girl...

I may not have long and smooth hair. I may not be the girl who is really pretty and a has a slender body. I may not be the girl who is loved by many...

But I don't care! Because I am myself!

I love myself for who I am, though you don't love me, I'll always remember that I have loved you.

Not every love is sweet, I know that.

I wish you happiness.

I love you.

-Anonymous

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Author: Hi! This is E.L! I just wanted to tell you guys that you are amazing in your own ways and you shouldn't let other's opinion affect your opinion on your self! Don't let others call you names, cause face it, no one's perfect! I just randomly thought of this story. Not based on a true story but the scenario of being rejected and feeling as if you're no good is common. But remember you're amazing in your own ways! Feel confident in yourself no matter what other people say! Byeeeeee!

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