"More than a stunning debut. It is the announcement of a bold new literary voice"
—Stephen Chbosky, author of The Perks of Being a Wallflower

The reason that I am writing this, is because I thought that you should understand how much you mean to me. Of course I like you. You’re smart, you’re funny, you’re handsome, you’re different, you’re crazy, you’re perfect in your own imperfect way, you always speak your mind, you have the best laugh. Of course I like you. You’re you. And I know that you will probably think that this is the most stupid thing you have ever seen, since you probably don’t like anything like this, especially love notes. But please, try to give this letter a chance. Last year, you were my favorite part of every day. You made my day great, amazing, and everything in between. On the days you were absent, or we didn’t have class, I felt alone and like my day was worthless. You brought me laughter on my saddest days, you brought me happiness on my hardest days, and you showed me how to have feelings for someone. You showed me how to be easy going and not as stressed out about school, I don’t know how you did, but you inspired me. I truly like you for that. I respect and admire you for how you stand up for what you believe in. You are very determined, when you want to be, and funny, and charismatic. I feel that you should know that someone cares about you. I get that you probably don’t feel the same about me as I feel about you, because I don’t love me either, but just you knowing how much I care about you and not being weird about it, is all that I ask.