Dear ______,
I like you... a lot. I don't think that you do, nor will ever understand how much feelings that I have towards you. Every time that I think or see you, I get butterflies like no other. You make everything feel unreal, like a fairy tale. Your smile, oh my, big, white, priceless. It makes me melt. You are the funniest guy that I have ever met, but it always seems to be unintentional. Do I make you feel the same way? Probably not, I'm nothing like your girlfriend. I'm not a cheerleader, I am not stick thin, I am not always happy. But I at least have one satisfaction... I am me.

Love,
Jenna.