Dear #####,
Remember in ##th grade when we first started talking? I loved having someone who, no matter what I said, wouldn't judge me and would be there for me when I was going through a rough time.
Anyway, in the second semester of ##th grade I didn't know where to sit at lunch, but then I saw you sitting alone so I figured I would sit next to you. Unfortunately I had entirely forgotten how to talk to people, and at that time I was pretty addicted to my phone so I didn't say much.
Close to the end of the year I started to want to talk to you more, the same way we did in ##th grade. And before I knew it I had fallen for you.
You may be wondering how I could fall for you, but you are just so kind and smart. Many times I have heard you say things like “I look terrible” but I never thought so. No matter how little you try, your eyes and hair always seem so pretty to me. I also love how good your art is. I am rarely able to just draw whatever pops into my head, and when I do it never looks quite right. I was also glad to know at least one person with a similar personality to me. You always accept people for who they are. The world needs more people like that.
Back then I never had the courage to tell you, but now, with the help of my friend, I finally do. So . . . Why don't you bring your lovely self on a date with me?