Hey Forehead,

I hate you. You did so well; I wasn't expecting that at all. You not supposed to be radiant unless I'm there with you! What the hell were you thinking? I should have never gone to see you. What the hell was I thinking?

I thought you were out of my mind completely. I fought to think of you everyday, but it just ended up that you were running through my head constantly. I thought I was over you, and that I could move on, but I was wrong. I have many boys eager to go out with me, but none compare to you. I asked myself, why don't I like anyone? I'm usually just one raging hormone! But I couldn't even notice the tiniest crush, because a crush is like a little itch that I can just scratch away compared to the love I had for you.

I got ready 3 hours before I came to see you. I tried to convince myself that you are nobody important, so I didn't have to look nice or anything. But I ended up taking a shower, blow drying my hair, going through 7 different outfits, curling then un-curling my hair and re-doing my make-up 3 times. I guess I wanted to impress you more than I thought.

I bought you a red rose. I told myself it was just for good luck, no deeper meaning other than that. I couldn't help remembering that a red rose symbolizes the phrase "I love you." But I was convinced that I didn't love you and that the rose only meant good luck; nothing more, nothing less.

When first saw you, and you were so amazing. I did catch you taking glances at me the whole time, that's why I didn't cry. Instead, I tried to glare at you, but it didn't work. I couldn't help but to smile at you.

After it was all over, everyone ran to give you hugs and flowers. I took my precious time getting over to you. I dunno why, but I wanted to be the last person you hugged. I think I was nervous to talk to you again. I don't see why I was though. When I came up to you, everyone seemed to part. I handed you the rose with a slight smile on my face. You dropped all your other flowers from everyone else and just flung your arms around my neck. Then I lost it. Tears flowed down my face as I whispered "I miss you so much" into your ear. You buried your head into my neck further and answered "me too." In that moment, I fell for you all over again.

The next day, I felt exactly like Nana Osaki from that manga "NANA" after she saw the Trapnest concert with Hachi. I explained to one of my best friends how I wasn't supposed to fall for you. I curled up into a little ball and buried my face in my knees.

I seriously hate you.

Much Love,

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