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Dear boy that I just met,
don't even know your name, but I think you're pretty cool you know, hope you feel the same!
Too scared to get your number, but you've asked for mine!
Sure I'd love to hang out soon, so call me anytime.
I catch myself blushing, as I walk away.
Hope you plan on calling, yours sincerely; this-could-be-great.
Dear guy that I call 'friend',
today was really fun.
I love the way you call me short and how you laugh at my run.
You call me the cutest names, and have me laughing all the time.
It's great to have a friend like you, there's nothing more but that's just fine.
Well I think that you're here now, 'cause there's knocking at my door!
Hope it's you, I miss you, yours sincerely; is-there-more?
Dear boy I'm falling for,
you know you've got me good.
I'm getting all these feelings that I don't think I should.
I'd love to be with you, and I'm hoping that you would,
love to be with me too, it's the only thing I want.
I don't know if I'll send this, you may never know how I feel.
DEAR GOD I BLEW IT,
you looked at me so weird,
when I kissed you last night, it's just like I feared.
Oh my god, I knew it!
You only see me as a friend,
you broke the kiss and walked away,
and I guess this is the end.
No more you and me now, in any way at all.
Well I've gotta go now, because I think I'm getting called.
I probably won't write again, 'cause there's nothing more to write.
Goodbye, I'll miss you. Yours Sincerely; I-regret-last-night.
Dear my new boyfriend, I'm so glad that you phoned,
I'm so glad you explained that you just needed time alone.
You just needed to think about whether the kiss was real,
I told you that it was, and know I know you feel,
the same as me, and now we're together,
and I think that now, for sure, I'll send you all these letters.
I just know that you'll laugh when you see my past doubts!
I'm really happy now.
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