Dear Crush

Dear preschool sweetheart,

I still remember the day I asked you to kiss me. You did. Then I asked you again. You did. Then I asked you again. You did, but you told me to wait until after the movie. I did. The movie was the very hungry caterpillar. I was a very hungry caterpillar.

Hugs and Kisses (or just kisses),
Me


Dear second grade cutie,

I wrote you a anonymous love letter for valentine's day. I went to school early to slip it into your desk. I was so excited I started talking to some random girl on the playground and told her. She promised not to tell anyone. She told someone. Who told you. I was humiliated.

Awkward...
Me


Dear fifth grade new kid,

You had a cool name. And a nice face. I saw you cheating in the game at PE. I ignored it. I really stopped liking you when you saw the book I was reading one day and started making fun of me.

Still kind of angry,
Me


Dear seventh grade friend,

I'm not sure why I liked you. You were nice. You were fun. You were, a guy. My feelings just kind of dimmed for some reason. I'm glad they did before you randomly became a totally different person.

What the heck man?
Me


Dear eighth grade obsession,

I liked you a lot. I was really happy when we worked on our history project together and we had to hang out. Then you moved. We saw each other when we visited occasionally. We emailed a lot. Then you stopped one day. I haven't heard from you since.

Still confused and a little sad,
Me


Dear ninth grade "I kind of like you",

You gave me mixed signals. I got jealous of the girl who sat next to you in the class we shared. I found out you did have a small crush on me once. Now I'm even more confused about what happened.

Still your good friend,
Me


Dear ninth grade high school boy,

You were seventeen. I was fourteen. So were the rest of my friends who were obsessed with you that weekend. Except for one of us. She was fifteen and you choose her. That was an awkward couple of months.

Crib robber...
Me


Dear sophomore stake dance true love,

My friends pushed me into you during a slow song. We danced. You were cute. I got your number. We texted for a while. I found out you were using me to get with my friend the whole time.

Thanks for the confidence booster,
Me


Dear double whammies,

One of you was in ninth grade. The other was junior year. You were both cute, so I admired you from a far for a while. Until I actually met you and you turned out to be jerks.

Maybe I should like people based on their personality and not their face,
Me


Dear high school 'off and on',

Sometimes I have a crush on you. Sometimes I hate you. Sometimes I really don't care. All the time I want this cycle to end. Either my heart needs to make a decision, or you need to stop leading me on.

Ugh,
Me