Letter To My Sis

Dear Mary,
I would write this in a letter to you, but I'm afraid the ephemeralness of stuff like this (by the time you would get the letter, I would have already made up my mind).

I think I might kind of actually like him (like all those qualifiers? -might, kind of, actually). But then again, maybe it's just that "oh, I think he likes me! Maybe I could like him too!". I hate that. You trick yourself into liking someone just because it would be nice, ya know? Anywho, yesterday he sat by me at lunch and I found myself wishing that he would hug me, and last night I was lying in bed wondering if he would text me goodnight (he did, after 10 minutes of me wondering, haha). And then I woke up this morning and the first thing I did, I didn't know I was doing it, was to find myself checking my phone to see if he text yet.

Ugh, boys...

We spent 3 hours last night sitting at a table to homework next to each other last night in the library. We didn't talk much, we actually got work done, but it was fun. A girl on my hall says he is one of the best swimmers at the school. Anywho, I'm going to go to lunch now. Just thought I'd update you on everything.

Mwuah! Love you!

Your Big Sis,
Amy