"Hey you write very well, want another piece in our magazine"

Here is a love letter to no one that I submitted to my school literary magazine. It may not be very good but whatever after they received my Dear Me At 33, it was selected, they asked for another piece so here is what I cam up with:

With My Heart In One Hand and My Soul In the Other

Dearest one,
Yes it is I, bet you never thought you would get one of these from me. It's been far to long that my heart has had to endure this strain. However this can be easily remedied by three simple words...I Love You. Yes its true and i have felt this feeling for you from the day I met you. It is clear in my mind...your black hair feel on your shoulders magnificently, your eyes piercing me with every glance. I was still in the process of building some sort of self esteem when you chose another to be with. He was an older guy and I resented you. Later on I would learn you noticed my animosity, I never felt so low in my life. But then the glorious day came when you separated. From that I stayed away thinking I was not good enough. For the remainder of high school we shared a close friendship. And I, foolishly, thought that was enough. College was our next step and I began to feel for you once more what I had those years ago. Alas we attended different schools and I thought it could not be. So I began my true single life, involving myself with as many girls as I desired. But the more girls I saw the more it solidified my lust and love for you. So I devised a plan, to profess what I had been feeling to you over thanksgiving break. But once again the fates were against me. I find out you are in a relationship, not from you but another source. This news hit me harder than anything before. My first true heartbreak. Until this time I thought that I could at any time tell you I was ready and you would run into my arms. For the first time in our relationship I find that either you have moved on or you are just only interested in my friendship. Or perhaps you were just tired of waiting. But I need you to understand that I never felt good enough for you. I now know, with limited time maybe, that you must know my feelings. I can not go on living without you knowing, it hurts to much. If it is not to be, oh well at least I tried. And if Mark or any other guy ever upsets you or hurts you in anyway I will make them pay. I would do anything for you. Please understand this. If you feel the same way please wear the rose I included with this letter to the football game that I'm sure you will go to anyway. I will say it again I love you. Goodbye for now.
END LETTER

Probably won't be picked. So it goes,
Steve