I feel so rich.

Freaking. Rich. Because next semester, I have a class with you. So I'll get to see you. For forty minutes EVERY DAY. Most people would think that amount of time is hardly anything at all. But we were never in any classes together last semester, so I feel like the wealthiest person alive.

It feels like gold is spewing from my fingers.

To think that I'll be graced with your presence for forty minutes a day. I'll be in your general vicinity, crud, it makes my heart squeeze and dance every time I think about it.

On Tuesday, I'm going to be the luckiest girl alive.

This morning, she walked to the bus stop and the snow was in love with the trees, the moon is in love with sky. Oh, how the tires were in love with the bus, how the driver was was love with his wheel. How the flag was in love with the pole, how the door was in love with the frame.

And this never-been-kissed girl just laughed, because there was so much love in the world and she got to be a part of it.

you're so talented and beautiful and intelligent and funny and im a waffle

yesterday my bio teacher told my class that you can't fix people, but you can show them affection.

when he was in high school, he started a relationship with a girl in his class. he did what any lovesick fool would do, he bought her flowers and chocolate. she reacted to this with questions, completely unaware that this was what was the cliche expected from a boyfriend. what he didn't know was that she lived in an abusive household.

one day when they were hanging out, her ex-boyfriend came over to collect a few of his old things (obviously just an excuse to see her). he too was abusive. my bio teacher was 18 at the time, his girlfriend was 17, and her ex-boyfriend was 16. she told my bio teacher that her ex-boyfriend would hit her and that he could not hit him because if they fought my bio teacher would be charged for offenses.

my bio teacher sat in the corner when her ex-boyfriend came over. He reflects that it was one of the most painful things he has watched.

their relationship didn't last, but he treated her well. the girlfriend later entered the navy and got her life back together. a few years later, she called him and thanked him. she had just gotten engaged and told him that she would have never known what true affection was if she never met him.

your actions can truly affect someone's life without even knowing by just being you.

To think of all I could have done in the hours I've spent thinking about you. I could've become fluent in french. I could've learned Greek philosophy, how to juggle, the viola. If I sang every time I thought about how, I would be on Broadway by now. If I wrote, I would be a best-selling author. 

All these moments I've stored away for you. All the love I've put into the idea of you. But I don't see it as time wasted. Sometimes just loving is enough.

What a waste of time and mental space this is. Can I appear any more desperate for your attention? Good grief.

Smile, your ancestors had to make millions of big and little decisions for you to be where you are at this very moment. And you right now are making big and little decisions for your younger relatives years and years from now. The fact that you are alive and here is a miracle. It is completely and BEAUTIFULLY amazing. Don't let the choices those before you made go to waste and don't make the kinds of choices that will hurt those after you. The whole system couldn't be more incredible. Neither could you.

You're well known throughout our school because you're such an activist and you're incredibly kind and caring towards other people.

You inspire me.

I sit and read these letters and they are all so familiar. 

These experiences are so deeply personal and at the same time universal to all of us.

I'm glad that you're committed to your work, but sometimes I wish you would look around every now and then and notice that there are people who actually want to hang out with you and have fun.
Particularly, me.