More letters, said anonymously.

you texted the wrong person once and it landed on me and it was meant to be sweet for someone else and i've never wanted to be a wrong number so badly in my life

youre the only person i actually pick up the phone for. everyone else gets a text. you get me

youre my boss and i took this job for the money and stayed two extra years for how you say my name in meetings

i faked losing feelings to protect my pride and did it so well you tell people i was 'cold.' i wasnt cold. i was devastated and performing

you kissed me at midnight 'as a joke' and held it half a second too long and neither of us has mentioned it since. i think about it daily

you compare me to your ex in tiny ways you dont notice and i notice all of them and it wears me down every day

you smiled at me from across the bar and i left because i panicked. ive regretted leaving every day since

i let you blame yourself for months for something i did and watched you go to therapy over it. you did nothing wrong. it was me. im sorry

you asked 'do you even want to be here' and i said 'not really' just to win the fight. you started packing that night. i won nothing

i tell you im 'not a jealous person.' i ranked everyone in your following list by threat level. i just do my surveillance quietly and smile at you

i keep the seat next to me open every class hoping. you always sit somewhere else. i keep it open anyway

i told you he wasnt good enough so youd stay my best friend and not disappear into a relationship. he was good. im sorry

i've been the anonymous person leaving nice notes on your car. yes it was me. no im not going to stop. 'you park beautifully.' i mean it. every time

every meal you cook for the apartment is a slow torture and i signed a 12 month lease knowing this and then i renewed it. explain me to myself

i dumped you because my friends thought you were 'too nice.' youre engaged now to someone who appreciates nice. nice was what i wanted the whole time

i was jealous of your talent for so long i almost let it wreck our friendship and you never once rubbed it in. i'm sorry i made your gift about me

you show up. thats it. you always just show up. do you know how rare that is. do you have any idea

you always leave when things get hard and i keep waiting by the door like an idiot who thinks this time is different

you loaned me a book two years ago with your notes in the margins and i've never given it back because giving it back means one less reason to see you

i set you up with a guy i knew was a player because you were happier than me and i wanted to knock you down a peg. you got hurt. i'm the reason. im so ashamed

you needed me to just listen and i tried to fix it and you stopped calling. i finally learned to shut up. too late

you were the only one who called me by my full name and made it sound like something good. nobody says it right anymore

i unfollowed you the day you got the promotion i wanted. told myself it was 'mental health.' it was jealousy. sorry

you never make me feel dumb for not knowing things. you just explain it like its the most normal question in the world. do you know how rare you are

youre way out of my league and i still show up every time you invite me. of course i do

i flirted with your husband for a decade for the ego hit and never thought about you. i watched you get quieter. i did that. im so sorry

i wasnt busy. i was scared. i shouldve just picked you

you make everyone feel like the most interesting person in the room. i notice. i noticed years ago

you wave at me across the parking lot every morning and i speed up my whole routine just to time it right. best three seconds of my day. every day

you introduced me to everyone you love and i realized i've never introduced you to anyone. i've been hiding you. why