For the sake of all things holy and sane, please like her. I am begging you. Please do.
I may sound pathetic but I wish you'd see how her eyes light up when you smile. You may see a boy-crazy tiny tot but I see a potential girlfriend who would love and care for you eternally, the one who can pull off crazy efforts for you on occasions, the one who would cheer for you on your games and whatever you do, and the kind who would reassure you that she likes the things you do 'cause boy, oh boy, she would set aside her interests to delve into that world of yours. I just know, boy, and I wish you do too. You take her breath just by walking past her.
Please don't be cliché-- you know there's more to life than tall, fair-skinned, skinny girls, right? Please, again for the sake of all things holy and sane, like her, and there won't be a day in your life that you'll look for your aforementioned ideals 'cause I'm sure as hell my girl would slay those with her wit, gut, and humor.
I wish you'd like her. Not just because I said so, but also because you were hit by my words. I don't want to force your feelings, hers as well, but I don't want you to miss out on... who knows, the greatest love story of your life, perhaps? The true love you have always prayed for? Again, no one knows, and you won't know until you take action.
For the last time, for the sake of all things holy and sane, please like her. You're missing out on a great girl who deserves to love and feel loved.
