to a girl:

i thought that i liked you, but i guess i don't. what was i thinking? i don't think we're even really friends, and now, i don't feel like i even really know you. i don't know why you talk to me, because whenever i talk to you, i get the sense that you'd rather not. i wish you'd tell me so if that's the case. i won't break, and if i did, it wouldn't be your problem. i really just wish you'd say something so i wouldn't have to guess.

to the girl who told me she likes me:

i thought i liked you, too, but i think it's more that i just wanted someone to love. i think about you a lot, but the thought of you with someone else doesn't bother me. if it would make you happy, i would want it for you. i care about you, but mostly i just want you to be happy. you're a good person and you deserve it.