[written in Esperanto and tucked into some of Ferb's school notes]
I've been thinking about things probably a little too much, so if this seems disjointed and rambling, that would be why. I really care about you, Ferb, and that's incredibly new and, frankly, scary for me. I've never really found anyone that I could actually relate to on any level, and I mean that in an incredibly literal way. [scribbled out couple of sentences here, he's good at making it unreadable] I guess what I'm trying to get at is that if you have anyone you'd rather be with than me, even in theory... if there's anyone you'd had your eye on prior to my coming here, I want you to try to be with them first, because I personally think that if I'm holding you back from that, it would be detrimental to both of us, because honestly, I want to spend as long as I can with you, and I don't want you to have those worries about if you made the right choice. I'll wait if that's the case, and if it isn't, that's even better, because I'm impatient. If I'm being stupid about this entire thing, just ignore the note and never talk about it. I'm an idiot when it comes to shit like this.