i’ll probably never ever get to say this out loud to you, but I’m incredibly in love with you. And it’s strange because I acknowledge all of your flaws how absent minded you are how bad you are responding to emails yet I accept all those things because they don’t change the fact that you’re such a kind and funny person and I always feel comfortable around you and it just hurts because I know you have a whole family and you probably don’t even think about me in that way but if for some reason you’re reading this, yes it’s me, E. Every time I pass by you I wish that every day I could show you how much I care about you and want you to feel happy and supported, but I can’t do that so I have to write things like this hoping maybe one day you’ll see it. Anyways, that’s it and I love you.