I love you. Honestly, I have no idea why. I fell in love when you pulled me in to kiss me with pete's tie, and when went to the play ground and you told me that i made you feel like you were in the 5th grade again. then you broke my heart. But none the less i never got over you and i've only fallen more and more. at first i thought you were gone, we stopped talking, but you then contacted me, and here i am, in love. you flirt with me and tell me im beautiful, but i dont know how you really feel, and im to scared to tell you in fear that i wont have you in my life anymore if you dont feel the same way. i guess i'll have to wait to see you to be able to tell how you feel. but that wont be till thanksgiving.