why can’t i just say it?

dear you,
i know you don’t know how i feel, but i would like for you to. i would like for you to know that i have been going to bed with a smile on my face since we started talking every day. i would like for you to know that for the past three years i have known you there’s been a tiny “what if?” in the back of my mind. i would like to be the jasmine to your aladdin. i would like to be the ariel to your eric, the belle to your beast, the nala to your samba, the snow white to your charming, and so on. i would like nothing more. and i would like for you to know that i would like these things, but i just can’t tell you. every time i try, i just delete the message or change the route of the conversation…but i want you to know. i really, really do. i’m just so afraid that maybe you won’t feel the same. even though that’s silly. every indication says that you do. i’m just dumb. so dumb. and i don’t know how to get smart.

sincerely,
me

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