Dear HC,

Everyday you wear his hoodie, you only carried mine around. You said we could be friends, but that you would still flirt. Ever since then you've ignored me, only said hi, and that you're fine. You don't understand how bad this hurts, even though I told you to focus on him. It still hurts, is this what it's like to be jealous? Jealous of the things he's gotten you, things I know I wouldn't be able to. I just want to love you, the way you loved me. I wish I would've known sooner, because I wouldn't be stuck here. Stuck here wishing, hoping, and praying that things don't work out. But I want you to be happy, happy with who you choose, but I don't want to make you choose.

This situation is just complicated, but if I just would've told you, we wouldn't be here. This place of broken-heartedness. Because I've never loved someon so much, it's never hurt like this, I've never had this eager urge to want someone, but you want him. So I'll wait, I'll wait as long as it takes...still, part of me hopes, it won't be too long.