E, I just want to say that when I first met you, you were different. You weren’t intimidating like the other older guys, you were just... nice. To be honest I didn’t look at you as a love interest for a while. That was until you started making me feel like I belonged. That I was where I was supposed to be. That’s when I realized how handsome you are when you smile and how beautiful your laugh is. You‘re graduating in about a month and it hurts. I may never see you again. But that’s ok because I’m sure I’ll move on. You probably won’t even remember me. I’ll just be that shy awkward girl that never truly fit in. The girl that likes to be seperate from everyone else. Too bad it’s true.