Ugh. Fine I admit. I just borrowed these from madz67 which she said she borrowed from luckyshootingstar. Haha.

Dear ______,

I ____ you. You have a nice ______. You make me _______. You 

should _______. Someday I will ______. You + me = ________. 

If I saw you now I’d __________. I want to ________ you. I 

would build a _______ just 

for you. If I could sing you any song it would be _________. 

We could __________ under the stars. 

Love, 
_______________ 

(P.S. ______________.)

Me: Should I answer these?

Brain: You borrowed this thing and you won't answer it? Stupid. *facepalms*

Me: What the hell. You don't have any arms you ing rascal! *sigh*

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Dear Love,

I believed in you since I was brought into this world.

You have a nice effect on us humans.

You make me and all of the people in the world feel special.

You should continue giving us hopes and happiness, although we all know that we must be the ones to act.

Someday I will find my own destiny and I will thank you for it.

You + me = Happiness. 

If I saw you now I’d probably faint because you're invisible, and opening my third eye is not much for a healthy option.

I want to thank you.

I would build an album full pictures of heart shaped objects just for you.

If I could sing you any song it would be my self-composed song which I would title 'Love'. 

We could discuss on how to make all people love each other and drew peace all over the world under the stars. 
 

Love, Julie, You're so Mafia Boss Genius loyal follower. Ever.

(P.S. Okay this sounds mushy than I ever expected.)

- - -

Dear Darell,

I have loved you. When we were in high school, we both know how I was so annoying to you, nagging and nagging to the whole world I just like you. Literally. I even shouted it through the stage while we were practicing our graduatioon with 600+ other students and 50+ teacher gawking at me like I was a psycho. For the last two years of our high school phase, I'm always waiting for you to atleast just like me back, but you didn't, and I know I can't do something about it. I've tried my best 'till the day of our graduation. But you didn't even utter a word before you leave, and now you're back. I'm happy that part of you're reason is me, because you told me that 'you'll never knew someone's worth until they were gone to you' and you told me you love me, and I can't help but to spazz right at my chair.

But then, my happiness isn't that much and I've realized . .. It's because I've already move on. You're 12 months late. I'm sorry. Maybe if you come back 5 years after, I will accept you. But for now I couldn't, I really just can't, main reason is because of our different religion. I'm . .. scared.

You have a nice personality, although you're too shy to show it.

You make me feel helpless and depressed, but that's all because it was so hard being in a one-sided experienced love.

You should know how to socialize more, seriously.

Someday I will ask you on our reunion if you're still waiting for me or you've also moved on, so I can think about agreeing to my Dad's plan about migrating in Canada.

You + me = I don't know. I can't picture myself with it.

If I saw you now I’d cry. Because I really missed you.

I want to hug you and tell that everything would be okay inspite the not-goo-terms with your family.

I would build a cottage just for you.

If I could sing you any song it would be 'Hate U, Love U'. 

We could chit-chat under the stars. 

Love, Julie, a fan of the word 'Love' and 'Coward'.

(P.S. You know the Taiwanese TV Series 'It Started With A Kiss? Well I'm proud to tell you that even we weren't able to end up with each other (which is unsure until now), I'm glad to tell you that our story is very similar with them. I just don't have the supportive family in the first place. That .)