Dear Kenny,
I'm on the edge of insanity. Please, won't you come help me? I have loved you ever since I was a child, but you don't know me. I get that you will never love somebody like me, so I will try and hide my identity under a tinfoil mask. You see, we are opposites, trying to find out who we really are inside. I must seem so shallow writing letters to you that I will never send. We both hide behind masks, and we're misunderstood. We are more similar than you think. I am ridiculed, but I don't want to say how, because I don't want you to know who I am right now. This little town is such a messed up place, no matter what I do, I always am disgraced. What do you say, let's run away from here.
Deep down inside I know that you will never love me, for more than one reason. Number one, I'm a guy, and you don't roll that way. Number Two, you are cool, you know how to fit in. Number Three, I can see that you love someone else, someone opposite of me. Someone like you. I know that they say opposites attract, but I think that's only true for my half of this equation. I've known you forever, and you've known me too. I think you hate me because you have ignored me since we first met.
Only one other knows that I love you. He's my best friend/assistant. He doesn't judge me like you do. I'm chipper on the outside, but I'm dying within. I need you every moment. Ever since the fourth grade, I have known you were the one for me. Now we are sixteen and it has been eight years. I'm surprised that you haven't figured it out on your own. I'm not that secretive.
Wait, I think I'm wrong. Somebody else knows. My enemy that loves me. He wants to know everything about me, and once he read my diary. I won't say his name, but you can probably tell who I am now.
I don't want to make you feel sad. I love these tears. I'll never get over you, but I'll find another love. It won't be the same, but love is love. I don't need your pity. I am feeling this beautiful sadness, this loneliness in my heart. My tears are welcome here. Don't cry at my letter. You're beautiful when you smile. I love you.
-C
Butters picked up his letter to Kenny and folded it up. He put it in a folder, hoping that one day he would have the courage to put it in his locker.
A/N: Please Review! I might add another letter.