Thrice, I wrote a love letter. Once in elementary, once in highschool, and once in college.
All were met with rejection.
Many years since then, and now this is the fourth one.
I'm afraid to send this. Even when I'm a bit more mature now, a broken heart is still a broken heart.
I'm such a hopeless romantic. Still, writing is where I express myself the best.
Update: Life's good without drama, so I'm just going to shelf this until the right time.