Hey, I saw you flirting with that girl today. And I want you to know its cool, I mean, its not like it was worse than what I did Friday, when I kissed a boy while you were away, doing what you love, but counting the minutes until its over so you can talk to me. So, yeah, it's not like we're in a relationship and if you ask me, I'll say 'no,' but I want you to know I adore you, but I just don't know you. I don't know how many other girls you're speaking to like this. I'm starting to think these lines you're spewing are all processed. You're always telling me I'm beautiful and smart, but I don't see that. You make it out like I'm some rarity, but I'm not. I'm a girl, I like long-ass walks on the beach, and my heart has been ripped to fucking shreds by a boy who claimed he loved me, but didn't, and now, I need a break.