Sometimes, I wish I could say it

Dear dinosaur,

Your name has saur in it, when you're using your nickname I mean, and I thought that is perfect. You went without makeup yesterday, and you looked beautiful. I tried to tell you, and you wouldn't have taken me seriously. You brushed it off, and me. I've had a crush on you since the end of last year. I love how creative, and funny you are. You aren't afraid to speak your mind. I'm sorry that I can't tell you out loud that I think you're beautiful, I just... I don't know how to tell you. I'm sorry that I can't do this for you.

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