I’m in love with you but I’m too scared to tell you. You’re so much funnier, better looking, more talented, and a whole lot smarter than I am. I’m afraid you’re out of my league. You probably have all these pretty, smart, and happy girls lined up waiting for you to choose them. I’m probably not one of them and that’s okay. You deserve someone just as awesome as you. I just wish I could say this to your face. But I can’t and I’m so incredibly sorry. You might know who I am. You might not even be thinking it’s me. I don’t know. But If you do know who I am, at least make it clear you’re not interested in me so I can put my silly dreams aside. I’d hate to get any of my hopes up. Especially if it’s you. I’m sorry. Thank you.