Dear My Secret Crush,

Dear My Secret Crush,
You don't know who you are.
And I mean that in the, you don't know I'm talking to you.
I'm certain you know your self plenty.
But, dear secret crush, I wish I knew you.
I wish we knew each other. I wish I had the guts
to talk to you. For real while I had the chance, or even
online now.

Dear My Secret Crush,
I hope you know that you're really beautiful. Do you know that,
secret crush? I hope someone tells you that everyday.
My dear Secret crush, you would be totally embarrassed if you knew
this was about you. I'm sure you would. This is completely embarrassing,
and I apologize. But, secret crush, I have to type it out at some point.
Because I can't keep these feeling inside of me forever.
And I have to tell you how crazy about you I am.

Dear My Secret Crush,
I was perpetually a blushing school girl whenever I saw you.
I'd sneak peeks at you in the corner of my eye in class.
And I don't doubt for a second that I blushed when we worked
together. Do you know how much that project meant to me,
my sweet secret crush? It meant the world to me, dear. And
I hold the moments to my heart even now. Your voice is slowly
fading though, secret crush. And I think it will drive me insane.

Dear My Secret Crush,
I only did it once, dear-- the cliche write-my-name-with-your-last-name thing.
My name doesn't exactly sound that fantastic with your last name, frankly.
But I don't really care, dear secret crush. I don't picture us really being
that serious. I just want to be able to talk to you. But I can't.
And that's because I'm far too shy, my dear. But you make me do flips.
Just when you walked by. I think I flushed immediately, dear.

Dear My Secret Crush,
I would have loved to know you.
I would have loved to meet you for real.
And I would have loved to go on that first date with you.
But dear, I'm too shy to talk to you.

Dear My Secret Crush,
Honestly, it probably seems a little creepy.
You don't know me.
And I don't really know you.
But I think about how it would be if I had talked to you
at some point. I don't imagine some perfect romance,
dear secret crush, oh my no.
I imagine you not liking me, really. I'm far too much of a dork
to be with you, my dear. I wish that wasn't the case.

Dear My Secret Crush,
I would love it if you could figure out who you are.
Who this is directed to.
And I would love it if you would talk to me, dear.

Because just maybe, love.
If you spoke with me first,
I might be able to reply.
My Dear Secret Crush.