Dear Elvis, I remember being invited to your birthday party. I was pretty sure you had a girlfriend who was my ex but I did not care. The way you looked at me,the way you talked to me. Maybe I was reading between things but when you looked at me while blowing your candles I felt something I had never felt before. I decided I wanted you all to myself knowing damn well you were already dating a friend of mine. I know it was selfish but i made sure you knew I had feelings