Dearest Emily,
I'm just going to say it.
I love you.
Not the...I care about you, and you are my best friend...kind of love.
No.
I am in love with you.
All I think of is you.
What you're doing.
What you're seeing.
Just everything.
I see how pretty...no gorgeous...no beautiful...no there just isn't a strong enough word to describe what you look like.
But I see it.
I see how extremely attractive you are.
Inside and out.
I know thats extremely cheesy, and corny...but it's true.
I see how amazing your personality is.
How you make people smile, and feel.
How kind you are.
How funny you are.
How sympathetic and everything you are.
And I see all your features.
I know you have trouble seeing it, but I can.
You're hair is to die for.
I love it, the colour, the look of texture.
It is so soft, and smells amazing.
I know how weird that sounds but it is true.
I want to run my fingers through it as I look at you.
Not just look at you, but see you. See your eyes.
Your gorgeous, gorgeous eyes.
I want to kiss your perfect nose, and run my thumb over your cheeks.
I want to move the hair out of your face, which falls while I'm looking at you.
I want to lean closer, and closer, until our breath almost becomes one.
Then I want to brush my lips against yours, and kiss you gently.
I wouldn't do more then that, at that moment because I wouldn't want to rush you.
I want to make you feel loved.
I want to make you see how pretty you are, and what a great person you are.
I want to be with you forever.
Because you complete me.
I love you so much.
I care for you so much.
It's insane how much I do.
It's real.
It's true.
And I wish you could feel it too.
Forever love,
Penelope Garcia.
Penny folded the letter, and slid it into the envelope. Once it was sealed she dropped it into her desk drawer where it will sit and grow old. Because she could never send that letter. There was no way she could tell Emily those words. The words that she dearly meant. It wasn't an option, and never will be. Emily had eyes for someone else, someone else being a guy. Penny was definitely not a guy. She sighed as she laid down on her bed. She pulled the frog toy next to her close.
"Why must everything suck so much Felix?" The blonde teenager looked down to the green inanimate animal and sighed.
"You're right, I just need to get over it."