Dear Bryce

Hey. I’ve been thinking about you. I wish I could see you again, though I’d probably just stand there awkwardly and say “Hi” like an idiot.

I tell myself that you don’t like me, that you’re annoying and rude and I try to remember how mad I was at you, but I can’t forget you. I miss you.

I think you’re my first crush, but I don’t know. I think maybe I forced you to like me. I’m sorry. I wish I could come see you. I wish I could be brave enough to tell you this, but i’ll probably never see you again.

I miss you.

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