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Are we friends or we more? I’m not sure.

There is this boy and I am in love with him. And do things for him a little too much. He copies my math homework and uses my pencils because I love him and I want him to maybe love me too. He asks me a lot of things. Like if I have a boyfriend or if I have ever kissed anyone. But then the next moment, he is talking to another girl. It breaks me apart inside because he is the only boy my eyes see. I know I would be the best girlfriend. I am afraid to get out there and ask him. I am afraid of rejection.

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