I love you, I actually do. I love every little thing about you. I love your hair, and your eyes, and your personality, the way you light up the room when I see you. You have drowned me and drowned me in thoughts and emotions this past year.. and in a way it sucks, but in a way it’s the only thing I have close to you anymore. Everything is different now, it’s still the same in a way, but is absolutely different in so many ways as well. but I mean, we’ve grown up and matured a bit more. Maybe that’s why things have changed, because things are changing for everyone, everyday. Were changing everyday, and to be honest, I don’t really like it. I don’t like how were drifting apart now, and you don’t even care, I know you cared before. It was like before, we would both start the conversations with eachother, it was kinda like we were in this thing together, because we were, I liked it, and even though it was more of a friendship than a relationship, that friendship had a flame that no one could burn out. But now, that flame is smoky. It’s burned out. still the spark is there, but it’s burnt. Now, in such a long period of time, I start the conversation, it’s like I’m alone now, and you’re not here to save me like you were before. and i miss that like crazy, like.. you have no idea how much I still care about you. During those months of not talking to you, I was hurting so badly to know how you were doing, if you were happy again, if you just needed a friend, not even a friend, maybe just someone to talk to. The crazy thing is, I still get butterflies when I see you, I still get up in the morning and pick a certain outfit out to look good, for you. I’m still trying to impress you. and I know I probabaly shouldn’t, I guess maybe sometimes I feel like If Fate could give me another chance with you, I know I could get it right, We could get it right. We talk now here and there, I’m still always here whenever you need me. I would drop everything just to talk to you and help you out. When I see you, I don’t see anyone else around me. You were put into my life for a reason, a reason that I’m still determined to figure out. I won’t give up, I won’t give up on you. Even if you beg me too give up, I won’t. I am so sick and tired of giving up. sure, giving up doesn’t always mean you’re weak and that you’re strong enough to let go, but maybe staying when you know there is a huge possibility that everything could go wrong, can make you stronger too. I get frustrated about this sometimes, but not in a million years would I ever consider myself mad or frustrated at you. Ever. You are absolutely wonderful, and a great person, and great people, deserve great things, and that’s exacly what I want to give you. Great people deserve to be loved for who they are, and that’s exacly what I’m doing. Loving you, for who you are.
I’m afraid to tell you how I feel because it might just mean nothing to you.
Maybe not everyone will think you’re gorgeous but to me you’re perfect.
I love your beautiful dark brown eyes.
I love the way your eyes crinkle and shine when you smile.
I love your perfectly white teeth.
I love your laugh.
I love when you make a joke you blush and laugh a little long than everyone else (cause you are as funny as you think)
I love how tight you hug me when we hug.
I love the dorky things you will say.
You are a bit awkward but oh so adorable.
Liking someone who doesn’t like you back is like finding out there’s no milk after you’ve already poured a bowl of cereal
Not just that… but it’s after you’ve poured your favourite kind of cereal into your favourite bowl. And all you needed was the milk. But there’s no milk.
When the moon reaches its highest point, i’m awake with the thought of you.
When the sun has broke the darkness, i’m awake with the thought of you.
The thought of you lips brushing mine.
The thought of your eyes searching for mine. The thought of your hands touching mine.
The thought of you keeps me awake until the moon reaches its highest point, until the sun breaks the darkness.
NLN
