You're the most beautiful, intelligent, kick-ass person I've ever met.
And I lied to you, Janey.
When I said "It's you."...
I didn't mean it as a 'Hey, it's you!' kind of thing.
I ran to find you, Janey...
I went to your house and your brother made me open my eyes.
I got in my car and drove as fast as I could.
But then the crap-heap broke down.
So what did I do?
Until I was out of breath.
I saw you, looking as beautiful as the first day we met.
Then I said the two words "It's you"...
If only I had said the three words that have been killing me, Janey.
I love you.
If only I'd said it.
But Jeremy walked in and...
Even then, I still should have said it.
I should have told you.
Because, even if you said no...
You'd still smile that perfect 'Janey' smile and say, "Thank you, Billy."
You would hug me and smile into my shirt.
You would ignore Jeremy altogether.
Because that's who you are.
My shelter and the best girl in the world.
Here's a secret, Janey.
I never liked Lulu.
I saw your face whenever I was around her.
Which is why I couldn't stand her.
Because I was trying to replace you.
But, of course, it was impossible.
Because I always dreamed of you.
I would wrap my arms around your waist as we watched a movie.
You'd play with the watch on my wrist.
Sometimes in my dream, I'd get the nerve to kiss you.
It was amazing, Janey.
I'm leaving this letter in your room, under your pillow.
Tell me your response if you find this.
Don't feel pressured but I have one thing to ask of you.
Can I be yours, Jane?
With love (and hope),
Don't blame your brother for not telling you about my...'feelings'.
I told him to keep his yap shut.
Billy slid the letter under her pillow as she slept.
He stayed the night to watch another movie.
Looking at her angelic face, he wondered if she could ever love him back.
He kissed her forehead and opened her bedroom window to leave.
"Bye, Janey." he said quietly, exiting the window, closing it behind him.
"Bye, Billy.." Jane muttered in her sleep.