Megan, I know we're both girls but goddamnit I want you. I don't care if you have a boyfriend. You're just too lovely for words. I don't know what it is about you. The way you just don't care what people think. When I see you sitting in class, bored, glaring at nothing and everything. Walking down the hallway; your figure, your lips, your eyes, your hair. I don't know what to call it, but I want that, even just a part of it, even if it's just once. I'm not a lesbian (if I was, perhaps this wouldn't all be so confusing), it's just you, Megan. You're just too lovely.