A sample letter to a person you have a crush on (2)

Part 4 of a letter to a person you have a crush on

Someone:

Hello, this is the first time I am writing to you. I don’t know if you will see it in the future, but I just want to write down what I said to you to commemorate my growth.

We met in the examination room for the final exam of the second semester of high school. Although we didn’t know each other at the time, because you were sitting in front of my classmate and you knew that classmate, I naturally paid more attention to you. . To be honest, I really fell in love with you at first sight. But after all, we are not familiar with each other, so I have completely forgotten you during the summer vacation. I just didn't expect that when the third year of high school started, you would be assigned to our class, and we would become classmates. Just like that, I started to like you again, but I still felt like a stranger without much contact. Until later, I deliberately sat in the last row in order to get closer to you. Because the seats were close, I gradually became familiar with you. From not talking to each other when we met before, I sometimes joke a little, but how can I put it? I don’t know you very well until now. . I remember that sometimes you would lower your head under the table and meditate during class breaks. I was surprised when I saw it for the first time, because I really didn't expect you to be depressed, let alone what made you feel like this. In my opinion, you won't have any worries or troubles, because you are the most handsome boy I have ever seen besides my father, and I still think so until now. It's not that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, it's the fact that you are recognized as a handsome guy, and I'm not pretty, so I never have the courage to confess to you, and I don't think I'm good enough for you.

My senior year in high school was facing the college entrance examination, but I didn’t have the heart to study because I liked you, so naturally I didn’t pass the exam. But I really don’t blame you, let alone hate you. Because all this was just wishful thinking on my part.

I still clearly remember several things related to you in my senior year of high school.

The first thing is that once you were sick and took a long time off. At first I thought it was serious, but after asking my parents (my parents studied medicine) based on what you said, I found out that it was not serious, just a minor illness. In order to protect your privacy, I did not tell other students. During the time when you were on leave, I really missed you. I wanted to go to the hospital to see you several times, but I gave up because I thought it was inappropriate. That day when you returned to class, the moment I saw you, I really wanted to hug you and say to you: "I miss you".

The second thing is that during the period when you took leave, I bought the classmate list, but I didn’t send it until you came back, just because I wanted you to write it for me. After you finished writing, I saw that you wrote the gentle Sister Xing after the favorite, and the fierce Sister Xing after the most feared. To be honest, I was very excited and embarrassed when I saw it. I don't know if it's your true thoughts, or if you're just telling me tactfully as a friend that I should be gentler.

The third thing is that one of us was joking during late self-study. I pretended to be angry and said that you must be careful not to hit the telephone pole. After the evening self-study get out of class, I hurried back to the place where I live. I wanted to send you a text message to remind you not to hit me as a joke, but I was afraid that you would see that I was in a hurry just to send you a text message, so after I went back I deliberately delayed sending it to you for a few minutes, but you didn't reply, which made me struggle all night. But the next day, I acted like it had never happened at all, and I didn’t ask you why you didn’t reply.

The fourth thing is that my deskmate and I all have a scandal target that we only mention when joking, which are two boys in the class. Her scandal partner is named Li Gang (pseudonym), and my scandal partner is named Wang Yu (pseudonym). Once while we were chatting, I joked with her and said: "Go find Li Gang." ?She also joked: ?Go find Wang Yu. ?The two of us were talking like this, and you suddenly turned around and said to me, "Look for Wang Yu." At that time, I froze there, speechless. Until now, I still naively wonder if you were jealous at that time.

I saw the business card you sent in the space some time ago, and I felt very complicated. I am happy for your achievements, but at the same time, I feel that the distance between us is getting farther and farther. We are walking on two completely different roads, and we are getting closer and closer. Far. So sometimes I think that even if we are together, we may not be very loving. I guess we have very few common topics. It's not that I'm pessimistic, I really feel like we are getting further and further apart and are not suitable for being together.

Although I don’t know whether meeting you is a blessing or a curse, I will never regret meeting you. I don’t know what will happen to us in the future, and I don’t know if we will meet again. I sincerely wish you a successful career and a happy and happy family in the future. I also hope that you can find a good wife and mother who loves you very much and you love her very much, and you can happily spend the rest of your life together!

Part 5 of a letter to a person you have a crush on

Dear Ye Zi:

I don’t know how many times I have secretly called you this, written to you, and then locked you in my cabinet.

In your eyes, I will always be that indifferent, arrogant, female man who doesn’t understand love, hate, or hatred. But in private, I am a little girl who loves you bitterly, has a panoramic view of your every move, and longs for the love of a son and daughter.

I guess all the so-called masculine men do it because no one gives them the sense of security they need, so they put on this protective color out of helplessness to avoid being hurt by their simple and humble wishes. .

Those "I don't care" and "I don't want it" are just helpless actions to give up because you want it so crazily that you can't bear the pain of failure.

I am so cowardly but I can’t help but love you.

Don’t ask me what I love about you. Maybe I could still answer it when I first fell in love with you, but now this question is already too difficult. Loving you has become a habit and a necessity in life, seeping into my sleep and three meals a day. Everything about you seems to me to be full of meaning, unique, and an existence that is close to divine will.

My friends all say that I am stupid and there is nothing they can do to me. They say crushes are just a child's trick, not the way adults deal with relationships. If you love someone, you should tell him simply and generously and strive for happiness for yourself.

For someone my age, having a crush on someone may be too pretentious.

But I think people’s personalities are not the same. The more carefree a person looks on the outside, the more fragile and sensitive they are on the inside. The more deeply someone loves, the more afraid they are of losing. For a coward like me who is madly in love with you, confession is too difficult. Although I have not got you now, and maybe I will never get you, at least I still have hope when I wake up every day, and I still have daydreams to do. However, after the failure of my confession, I don’t know how to face my falling apart. future.

For me, confession is a more complete loss than not getting it.

It’s not that it won’t hurt. When I heard who you fell in love with recently. When I miss you crazily late at night but there is nowhere to relieve it. When I see a couple in love looking at each other tenderly on the street. When we finally embraced each other, I realized I was in a dream. When I carefully held the hint you gave me, I finally found out that I was just thinking too much.

However, we all want to be loved, and we are all afraid of being hurt. The difference is that some people are more eager to be loved so they endure hurt, and some people are more afraid of being hurt so they refuse to show love.

For me, "avoiding harm" is always more important than "seeking benefits". I don't want the person who hurt me to change from myself to you.

Besides, you have become more and more distant, and I have become accustomed to you intervening in my life in weird ways. I buy clothes of your favorite color for myself, eat your favorite food, think about your appearance when sitting in the bus, copy lyrics when I miss you, and organize things related to you in my free time. Although you don't know my thoughts, I seem to be with you every day.

I myself find it ridiculous that you live right next to me, yet I adore you like those little girls adore some distant star.

But this is already good. You are like a distant and ethereal dream. As long as no one exposes it, I can think that it may come true one day in a very empty way.

I think I am used to this way. Love you in a remote way. Fantasy belongs to us, giving various meanings to every word you say to me and every look in your eyes, thereby passing away my meaningless life. I'm even afraid that you will come into my real life, afraid that you will know that behind all my free and easy and careless ways, there is a hard-earned inner drama. Maybe I am also afraid that the real you is not as I imagined, and then I will lose it little by little in the real world. Glossy, lose vitality, lose the meaning I gave you intentionally or unintentionally out of thin air.

No matter what, I already have a past that belongs to us. In every night when my heart is filled with despair and every morning when I am hopeful, I always redefine my life with my thoughts of you. Clear your mind. In a person's solo dance, I also understood to some extent the emotion of love, how it can pull a person to the opposite ends of heaven and hell in a few seconds.

I think, no matter whether I meet the right one or die alone, I will never regret this secret love. He is like a dramatic monologue or a silent film. Although lonely, it does not lack tension and has unique charm. I received a gift that will never be opened. This feeling is different from receiving any gift of great or small value. In the end, only those who have received it can taste what it is like.