Write a Letter You Cannot Send

[Scarlet Tears]

Dear Self,

Why are you letting yourself listen to the dribble coming from your own mind? It could get you hurt! Why are you putting up with the hell of trying to ignore that guy on the bus? He's not good enough to be ignored. He only wants one thing and you've got to get it through his thick skull that you want nothing to do with him. You have a boyfriend. You don't need a guy like that bothering you at a time like this! Your emotions are running high and you know that's going to put you at the risk of something bad happening to you. You can't handle stress and you've already got enough on your plate. Just, just don't do anything stupid. Your college friend needs you to be here. She even said that she'd be sad if something bad happened to you. And what about your boyfriend? You know that he thinks the world of you. Don't make him feel sad. You've got a wonderful family. No parent wants to outlive their own child.

Just hang in there and things will get better

Scarlet Tears

[LunaLovegood3]

Dear ______________

I love you. When I was told you liked someone else, I cried. I hope you have a wonderful life, and if its God's will, you will someday like me back. <3

[EWL]

Dear C____,

Oh, uhm, well
That was interesting.
Anyway, I guess its only natural that this is how it would be.
I mean, you're you and I'm me.
Significant differences in basically everything.
Sigh.
I just feel like you're the only person I can talk to for so many things.
I feel like I'm annoying you because I start all of our conversation.
Sorry about that.
You said I wasn't, but I still think I am.
All the time.
And I just need someone to talk to.
I-
I just don't think that its you right now though.

-EWL

[Rated R]

Dear O----,
I remember that day we met. I was 8 and you were 9.
I thought of you as a friend, one of the guys I could get along with and play with instead of one of the girls I would never be. I would only see you at family friend parties. I didn't see you very much.
That continued for years. Now we're both teenagers. I remember in middle school thinking about how my freshman year I would get the courage to tell you how I felt about you. I would dream about being with you because you were the only motivation to get me out of middle school. That time was a horrible time for me. Just seeing even your face from across the room once a month would get my heart pounding and supply me with enough dreams for 30 days of tearless nights.
I know you're shy. I know I'm shy, although amongst other girls I'm rebellious. I wish I could tell you. I wish I could. I'm getting those nervous excited feelings of butterflies in my stomach right now just thinking about you. And writing this, which I will never get the courage to send to you. I prepare what I'm going to say to you weeks before I know an opportunity where you might be there, although it's not what comes out of my nervous mouth.
I saw you two days ago. You offered me a ride home. I had to decline because I already had a ride. I smile at you, and try my best to flirt with you. Please get the courage to tell me the same. Those words I want to hear.
My friend has seen you look at me at these parties. My friend has seen the way you act. She thinks you like me. I hope you do, because that's the message you convey to me every single time I see you.
Today in class, we meditated. My happy place was in the Olympic arena atop the very best horse in the world, going for the gold. Our teacher asked us to bring someone with us in this vision. It was you. You were suddenly there, cheering me from the crowds and holding a large sign.
I've tried to let go of my feelings for you; I really have tried. I can't. I can't find anyone but you that I get that butterfly feeling with. I don't see anyone else hot. I don't see any other guy beating you in any category. You're sweet and caring, although we don't even know each other well. I feel stupid and crazy in love every time I talk to you, see you, or even dream about you.
Please, please tell me. All my birthday wishes and eyelash wishes and any other wish I have made for 5 years has been about you. I know you're not the jock, or the most popular at your all-boys school. It's the same for me at my single-sex school too. I wish you knew that not all girls want a super-cool rich-kid athletic kid. I know are religion and parents are strict, but we could make it work. We could.
All I want to say is that
I love you
and I know we don't really know each other at all. But I do, my heart is just stuck on you and has been, for many years.
Please tell me the truth, whether you really like me or not, because I'm dying on the inside wanting to know.
Yours Truly,
Rated R

Dear O----,
I just found out I will see you Saturday. I have butterflies in my stomach.
I will try my best to lead you on, for you to tell me your true feelings.
Or maybe I shall finally be out with my emotions.
I do not know. Should I? Could I?
I wish you would just tell me. I'll try to drop subtle hints.
Please, O----, I hope this is the Saturday I have been waiting for.
Yours Truly,
Rated R

[Simplistic Beauty]

Dear L.

What have you done to me?! I have a crush on you and i'm talking to my friends on here and on another site. Both of them say by what I told them about you that you like me. I love this but I dunno myself if you do. I know what happens why I like a guy and go cray for them. I wish I could talk to you about this whole issue but I just can't. I'm way too shy, plus it would make things awkward and be awkward. Omg I'm going to die of not knowing what the heck to do.

Lve the confused and crushing on you,
Autumn/Cece.

[Metallic Dragon]

Dear Dustin,

I really like you. I hope that you can feel the same soon and that this relationship can move from being molasses to at least chocolate syrup. I know you said that you like me and you don't want what we have to end. I don't want it to end either. And I'll respect your wishes to move slower so you don't feel like you're jumping right into another relationship after your recent break-up with your girlfriend of two years, but I really hope that we can keep moving forward soon before one of these other suitors makes a move.
I wonder what you would think or do if you knew that David was starting to attempt to make a move on me. Would you step it up? Make what we have official? Or would you just let me be stolen from you by someone else? I hope that you'd actually make us official... Because let's be honest, if I were to choose between you and David, you'd come out on top every time. David is nice, but he's creepily similar to my friend's husband and I just couldn't date someone who reminded me so uncannily of Ryan.
Either way, I'm here for you. I'm always willing to listen if you need to talk. Also, I'd really appreciate it if you wouldn't lie to me again... I know I didn't say anything about it before, but please, if you're going to leave church early to go hang out with friends, then tell me. Don't lie and say you're going to a family picnic, only to accidentally let the truth slip a week later... Cuz let's be honest, even a lie so small as that hurts and makes it hard for me to trust you... And I don't want to mistrust you... I don't....

Sincerely,
That girl who's crazy for you

[undertaker.]

Dear Curtiss,
I love you as a friend. I don't like you like that anymore, so please stop bugging me over it. Yeah, I had a tiny crush on you last year. I don't anymore. I just want to be friends with you, okay?

Dear Chris,
At first I confused my feelings with love for you. I do love you, but in a brother kind of way. You're hilarious, adorable, and extremely kind; but I don't want to mess up our tiny friendship that's starting.

Dear Dylan,
You were my first real love, and you broke my heart completely. You shattered it into billions of pieces, and I can't find them all. I wish I could hate you, but I can't. Please ignore me like you did two years ago.

Dear Alyssa,
You're amazing, and everything I ever wanted to be. You're smart socially and book-wise. You're so good at your music, and to be honest, I'm a little jealous of you. But I want us to be really good friends.

Dear Max,
I know I've been grumpy, and I'm sorry. You're my best friend, and I should try to not take it out on you. But I'm having a really rough time, and I don't even know why.

Dear Abi,
Wow. You're anorexic and you cut yourself. Bravo. You know, you really bother me. You do it for attention, I can tell. You do it for the exact same reason I act like an idiot in front of everyone.

Dear Kyla,
You really, really scare me. I know we almost go in a fight two years ago because of what she said, but you still scare me. And you were really pretty before you decided to do all that crazy stuff.

Dear Katelyn,
I love you so much. You're like the best friend that's a girl I've ever had. I wish you could move back. Sure, we have a few arguments here and there, but I miss you.

Dear Katy,
I don't like you. Go fall in a ditch. You ruined everyone's jovial attitudes when you came.

Dear Mr. Hall,
You make me feel awkward.

Dear My Band Directors[Present and past],
I wish you wouldn't play favorites.

Dear Life,
Please go back to when everything wasn't complicated, and I was the quiet bookworm who was ignored all the time.

[Rabies]

Dear ____,
You've joined up. You have your uniform. Maybe it's a little irrational, but I'm scared as hell for you anyway.
You're half the reason I am a human being. I'm proud of you. See me soon.
- there is more to love than skin

To the three boys who assisted me in making a liver smoothie, the beautiful girl who jokes with me, the overly tall idiot who keeps sneaking up behind me, the shaggy goof who's much cleverer than he looks, the girl who lent me a dictionary, the painfully attractive guy who cannot pour things, the girl who laughs when I spill things and forgave me when I sprayed mud on her shirt, the teacher who skipped lunch so I could cry, the sarcastic pretzel-loving vegetarian, and the talkative one that doesn't disregard me:
Thank you. It means more than you know.
-the rest have forgotten that I am a person, too

[Grell Sutcliffe~]

Dear Sissy (: ,

I hate you.

Sincerely,
Your PO'd little sister.

[cautiousculpeo]

Dear _____
i think im falling for you as you are for me. Yesterday she told me to dress cute. Does she know somthing i dont? Are you planning to ask me out or somthing?

P.S.
Thanks for texting tonight. I thought you where avoiding me.

Yours truly,
The girl that loves Three Days Grace with you.