Day 2: Your Crush
Dear B,
Thankfully, I don’t have anything like a crush on you any longer. But I’m not putting evidence of any more recent attachments anywhere where anyone of note could conceivably view them, so I’m going to write to you instead. :P I don’t really have anything I wish I could tell you but wouldn’t—well, except for the fact that insisting on “Christian side hugs” is excruciatingly awkward for all parties involved, and always made me feel like you thought I was being somehow forward by trying to give an ordinary hug. As if I’d ever have initiated either in the first place!
Well. Anyway. That exceedingly inconsequential rant aside, you’re a great guy. Incredibly sweet—if not nearly outrageous enough to match well with my wicked, twisted humor. I couldn’t disagree with you more on religious matters, but honestly, your heart shines through every time I see you. Apart from the fact we’d never, ever, ever have worked (ever), nothing wrong with my taste. Also, you have very nice hair. And a great smile. And you’re really tall (if kind of skinny.)
We’re not really “friends” anymore, but I really I appreciated the way you made me and my family feel welcome. For a while—apart from my sister—you were my only friend who lived in the same state. We weren’t ever close, but we had fun hanging out.
You have a girlfriend now, and you’re really ridiculously cute together. I hope it works out, because she seems completely adorable and it makes me smile to see you holding hands as you wander campus. I wish you well!
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