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Dear Lilo,
Of course, you've probably opened up this email and thought, "Well, here it goes, I'm doomed," and you wouldn't be that far off the mark, I guess. Last night wasn't really the best decision on either of our parts - though it was fun. I really liked going swimming with you and I hope we can do that again some time. Just as friends, though.
Ferb and I talked about it afterwards, and although he's not a man of many words, he is very good at seeing where I messed up and finding a way to help me solve it. You were right about me waiting for something else. Someone else. I just don't think about Isabella that way as much as I probably should. She's been a friend since we were kids, and although I do consider her to be more than just a friend, and even I know she's held a flame for me since we were about nine, I'm just not sure if pursuing it would be the right thing to do right now. I'm going to go for it, anyway, because hey, she's waited this long for me to figure it out, I think she deserves my honesty. Last night after you and I got back from swimming - pretty much all of it - was a really big mistake on my part. I should have acted more on my logic than how I felt, and it got really out of control. That was my bad. It probably would be best if I hadn't done anything, not just because it hurt you, but it probably will hurt Isabella to learn about it, too. I hope it doesn't burn you again in the future, because that sort of thing shouldn't be a bad experience.
So, I guess without being too lengthy about this, I want to be friends with you. I hope someone else finds their way into your life and treats you like I pretty much guarantee you deserve to be treated - you need respect. Something I think I accidentally forgot in my other pants. You're so deserving of a guy who knows what they're doing, and I'm just about the last guy on earth to go for that. So yeah, you can tell me you told me so, or bite me or whatever. I totally deserve it.
Call me soon! Just because dating was a bad idea, doesn't mean I don't care about you or want you to disappear out of my life and make running into each other really awkward. You're welcome to come over whenever you need help with your coursework or just to hang out. I hope that you don't mind that I still think you're really incredible, because that's just something that I can't stop.
Friends?
- Phineas
Of course, you've probably opened up this email and thought, "Well, here it goes, I'm doomed," and you wouldn't be that far off the mark, I guess. Last night wasn't really the best decision on either of our parts - though it was fun. I really liked going swimming with you and I hope we can do that again some time. Just as friends, though.
Ferb and I talked about it afterwards, and although he's not a man of many words, he is very good at seeing where I messed up and finding a way to help me solve it. You were right about me waiting for something else. Someone else. I just don't think about Isabella that way as much as I probably should. She's been a friend since we were kids, and although I do consider her to be more than just a friend, and even I know she's held a flame for me since we were about nine, I'm just not sure if pursuing it would be the right thing to do right now. I'm going to go for it, anyway, because hey, she's waited this long for me to figure it out, I think she deserves my honesty. Last night after you and I got back from swimming - pretty much all of it - was a really big mistake on my part. I should have acted more on my logic than how I felt, and it got really out of control. That was my bad. It probably would be best if I hadn't done anything, not just because it hurt you, but it probably will hurt Isabella to learn about it, too. I hope it doesn't burn you again in the future, because that sort of thing shouldn't be a bad experience.
So, I guess without being too lengthy about this, I want to be friends with you. I hope someone else finds their way into your life and treats you like I pretty much guarantee you deserve to be treated - you need respect. Something I think I accidentally forgot in my other pants. You're so deserving of a guy who knows what they're doing, and I'm just about the last guy on earth to go for that. So yeah, you can tell me you told me so, or bite me or whatever. I totally deserve it.
Call me soon! Just because dating was a bad idea, doesn't mean I don't care about you or want you to disappear out of my life and make running into each other really awkward. You're welcome to come over whenever you need help with your coursework or just to hang out. I hope that you don't mind that I still think you're really incredible, because that's just something that I can't stop.
Friends?
- Phineas