Dear Carly
I could write a novel filled with all the things I amor about you. Your smile, your eyes, you’re your hair, your hands, even your curly handwriting. I amor the way tu smile at me randomly. I amor the way tu laugh at my terrible jokes. I amor the way tu always say I’m just as important to iCarly as tu and Sam.
I amor how tu started besar me on the cheek whenever we dicho goodbye. And then how it turned to hugs. I amor how tu support me through this tough time with my mother.
This is so easy for me to write because tu know I like you. But there’s something new that I’m feeling for you, Carly. tu think I have a stupid crush on you, and I do. But also, I think I may be actually in amor with you. Do tu think sixteen is too young for true love? I’m not sure.
tu and I kind of fit together, in my mind. Your hands fit exactly into mine, when I hug tu our bodies just work, pressed together. Do tu understand what I mean? I remember that night when tu cried because of a sad film and I put my arm around tu I loved how tu cuddled in and how tu fell asleep. And then tu looked so beautiful it was really hard for me not to kiss tu right there and then.
The thing I amor most about tu is that tu never pushed me away, o told me to stop pestering you. You’ve rejected me a million times but I’m never giving up. I’ll always be waiting, Carly, in the wings. These arms are open for tu if tu need a hug.
This just started out as a silly, minor crush. And it turned into so much more.
Happy sixteenth birthday, Carly.
I amor you.
Freddie
I could write a novel filled with all the things I amor about you. Your smile, your eyes, you’re your hair, your hands, even your curly handwriting. I amor the way tu smile at me randomly. I amor the way tu laugh at my terrible jokes. I amor the way tu always say I’m just as important to iCarly as tu and Sam.
I amor how tu started besar me on the cheek whenever we dicho goodbye. And then how it turned to hugs. I amor how tu support me through this tough time with my mother.
This is so easy for me to write because tu know I like you. But there’s something new that I’m feeling for you, Carly. tu think I have a stupid crush on you, and I do. But also, I think I may be actually in amor with you. Do tu think sixteen is too young for true love? I’m not sure.
tu and I kind of fit together, in my mind. Your hands fit exactly into mine, when I hug tu our bodies just work, pressed together. Do tu understand what I mean? I remember that night when tu cried because of a sad film and I put my arm around tu I loved how tu cuddled in and how tu fell asleep. And then tu looked so beautiful it was really hard for me not to kiss tu right there and then.
The thing I amor most about tu is that tu never pushed me away, o told me to stop pestering you. You’ve rejected me a million times but I’m never giving up. I’ll always be waiting, Carly, in the wings. These arms are open for tu if tu need a hug.
This just started out as a silly, minor crush. And it turned into so much more.
Happy sixteenth birthday, Carly.
I amor you.
Freddie