While reading your letter, I started smiling and I couldn't stop. It's funny how you can do that to me even when you are not here.
Yes, I do remember the time we practically spooned on the sofa. How could I forget? I remember it differently though. I remember wanting to wrap my arms around your waist and pull you closer, I remember wanting so badly to kiss you and I remember the emptiness I felt when you left my side. That night was painful for me. There you were, so close but I
could do nothing.
The thing that really astounds me is how adorably oblivious you are. I have lost count of the amount of times I pushed the boundaries of friendship so that I could flirt with you. The amount of times you've caught me staring at you. The amount of times my touches have lasted a little too long to be considered friendly. Every time I was about to give up thinking you didn't return my feelings you'd give me some small sign that gave me hope again.
I don't know what kept me going. After all, why would someone like you love someone like me? You could have anyone you want PJ, why me? I don't deserve you, you are amazing in every way and I'm just average old Chris.
For whatever its worth, I love you PJ and I will never stop loving you.
From your secret admirer