Dear _,
I don't know what happened, but I seem to be having feelings for you. Which is strange, and you like someone else. You're just really nice and don't get annoyed at me easily like everyone else does, and you're funny and interesting too. I half wonder if you'll see this and wonder if it's about you, or have half a thought wondering who it could be about then forget about it. I don't want you to know. I don't want anyone to know, really. And I've been through lots of messy relationships, and one rejection. But I think maybe, just maybe, we could have worked if life had let fate intertwine. Or maybe our fates were never aligned. Maybe you're off-limits. I can see and hear, but can't touch or get near. I hope I don't love you, because I wouldn't like to know the pain I would be caused when you said no. I kind of can't get you out of my head.
Wish you felt the same,
Rose