Dear G,

This is the second letter I'm writing to you. I'm a lovesick mess. I don't know how to get over you and I don't even know if I want to. It's the slight chance that you'll text me or say hi in the hallways at school that keeps me from letting go of everything. Everything was so much. Everything felt so good. All those feeling were everything. But I know that you'll never text me or say hello. You don't love me anymore, but now I love you. I don't know what to do or what I'm doing.

G, I dream about you all the time. Not in a creepy way, but you pop into my dreams randomly just when I don't need it. I take a step forward, you appear, and then I'm two steps back. Please stop, I need to get over you because it hurts so bad. Nothing in these dreams make any sense except for you. I mean, I don't know why you're in them but you've always made sense to me. You always make sense in my dreams. I'm so lovesick, G. I can't tell you any of this though. I want to but that would mess things up even more. I need to stop thinking about you. You're appearing in my dreams and you're in my head every single day. How do I get rid of you?

I've loved you for a year now, G. How do I make you love me? How do I get you to notice me again? Or even how do I get you out of my head and out of my dreams? I don't know whether to hold on or let go.

It was the old me that you liked, not me now. I've tried to get your attention and I've tried to talk to you. In hopes that things would go back how they used to be. It's torture trying and trying and getting no result. Is this how you felt two and a half years ago? I want to give up. I just don't know if I should or shouldn't.

G, I miss you so much. I miss our friendship. Loving you is shit. But I still love you.