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My late friend Melissa told me to send this to the recepient, but I never did. Or yes, I did – but half a year later or so.

”I really miss you. Not that I would have the trust to say it unto you, or maybe I would. What keeps me back is the feeling of you being cooler and harder; a mystery not to be solved. So I guess I am a coward when it comes to girls.

Maybe I just don’t know how to handle this. After all there are country borders between us. Borders and an ocean, but even more I don’t trust myself enough to ask you up front. Refuse to ask you the questions I need answers for, like for example if you like me more than I know of. Or if this is loco enough to work.

What I miss the most is your laughter and that smile that melts everything down. I couldn’t be mad at you even if I wanted to. Maybe that is my biggest fault – being an idiot compared to you. Falling for you in the first place was maybe stupid of me but longing for your attention is a joy greater than anything else.