Dear _____,
I admire you as more than a friend,
(The difference between a friend and a lover is less of type, more of degree. By varying degrees we interject into one another's lives, claiming by these acts that yes, our existences are mutually benefited.)
but I won't try to make us more than friends.
(You're better off with our friendship as is, and to take it to the that next level is probably not feasible or desirable. I have some growing to do, and who knows - you might just become even more amazing, in time! I would just hinder you from becoming a better you, in too close of proximity. At least right now.)
I figured... I just wanted to let you know that I like you, wanted to say it with no strings attached.
(Wait a couple years, see what happens. Maybe we'll be ready and right for one another by then, maybe not. But just know that I want the best for you, always.)
By the time you get this, I will probably be gone again. But I still want to watch Ponyo.
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