Hannah Peterson Love Letter (2)

Anonymous Junior

High School Student

January/February 2026

H Hani Hannah,

I don’t know how to say this without my heart showing, but the truth is I could never take my eyes off you. Not then, not now. There was something about the way you existed in a room that pulled me in completely, like everything else softened when you were near.

Lately I’ve been thinking about last year—about what we had, how natural it felt, how right it was in ways I didn’t fully understand at the time. I miss that. And if I’m being honest, I wish we could have that again. I wish I had fought harder for it. I wish I had picked you when it mattered most.

You’ve stayed with me in ways I didn’t expect. In quiet moments. In laughter that reminds me of you. In the feeling that some connections don’t fade just because time passes.

This isn’t meant to place weight on you—only to tell you the truth. You mattered to me. You still do. And on Valentine’s Day, of all days, I couldn’t keep that to myself.