Dear Steven

Dear Steven,

You probably won’t read this

And if you do, you’ll probably hate me.

But here it goes...

I like you

If you couldn’t already tell,

By the way, I constantly walk past you

Trying to get your attention

Or how I always seem to be conveniently

Standing at the front door when you walk in.

I like you,

I like you a lot.

I like you so much that when I see you;

My hands start to shake,

My feet go numb.

I can’t speak,

I can’t think,

Because I am so caught up in your presence.

Dear Steven,

The first time we went on a date,

I came to your apartment;

You ordered pizza.

Then I laughed when you

Dropped red sauce all over the floor.

We still ate it,

We called it floor pizza.

I still have a stain from that floor pizza on my shoes,

In fact, that’s the only thing I have left of you.

Dear Steven,

Sometimes I ignore you on purpose,

Not to be rude,

But because it hurts too much to look at you.

I can’t hug you,

I can’t kiss you,

I can’t even say hello to you,

Because you’ll only say goodbye.

Dear Steven,

To be honest you’re really annoying.

I don’t know why I liked you in the first place,

You don’t text back,

You smell like cigarettes, 

Half the time, I’m torn between missing you and;

Wishing you would just go away.

I wish I could hate you,

I should hate you,

But I don’t.

I should stop falling,

But I won’t.

Everyone tells me it’s for the best that you moved on,

But I think I was at my best when I was with you.

I would text you If I knew what to say,

But everything that comes out of

My mouth sounds like a mistake.

I don’t know how to make you see,

How much you mean to me.

Why would I go for someone else when I have you?

It doesn’t get any better than you,

I’m not writing this for a second chance;

But if you would just give me another glance,

You would see

That I’m not what other people make me out to be.

Dear Steven,

When my friend told me you didn’t need me anymore;

I got in my car,

And I cried the whole way home.

When I woke up the next morning it was raining,

All I could think about was all the

Things I never got to say.

Dear Steven,

I know you don’t think very highly of me.

So I just wanted to say,

I think a lot of you,

I always have,

I always do,

Whoever you end up with is a lucky girl,

Just try not to drop any pizza on her.