I doubt you’ll ever see this A, but I’ve loved you since the first time we met. Since we used to go on middle school dates. Now we’re in college, and we occasionally get coffee, but you see it as a friendly thing, while I wish it was more. And now with the depression getting this bad I fear our 11 years may be coming to a close. If you see this, A, text me. I love you. Goodnight, schön.