★ RANK ★ I love GLEE

Gracie Lee,

I don’t remember when my thoughts stopped being mine and started being yours. You appear in them without warning, quietly at first, then everywhere. Your name repeats itself until it feels like a pulse I can’t slow down.

I collect pieces of you without meaning to, the sound of your laugh, the way you look when you’re not trying, the version of you that exists only in my imagination and feels more real than anything else. Sometimes I wonder if you’d recognize yourself the way I know you, or if this version belongs only to me.

I tell myself this is affection, that everyone fixates on what they love. Still, it’s strange how empty the world feels when you’re not at the center of it. Everything leads back to you eventually. It always does.

Whether you ever read this or not doesn’t really matter. You’re already with me.

- Your secret admirer