Posted by Anonymous on 2013/04/06 under Uncategorized I met you the first day of school. We began to talk and I began to love you. You are so different from absolutely different from anyone. A bad boy or not I don’t care. Than I wrote a poem about you. O how I couldn’t stop. 16 poems, everyone written for you. Than I don’t know how, but you read one. My stomach filled with despair. I thought it was the end. You told my BFF to tell me you didn’t like me. I was hurt. But I never stopped loving you. Every single day, every song, every picture, all of your friends, all remind me of you. The weekends are unbearable, I never see you. Your friends keep teasing me, it hurts me to pieces, but I can’t help laugh cause I know you’ve though of me at least some. And whenever I see you my mind is triggered. And then in science, we had to form a circle, I had to hold your hand. Neither of us could do it. You blushed like crazy when I asked to move. I know you’ve definitely though of me and your friends say you like me. You know I am talented and can’t help but stare. I don’t think I’ll ever forget you and all that I’ve been through, a relationship in my head because maybe I know you like me too. Your just to scared. WHY. Please I wish you’d at least talk to me. Just once. A civil conversation, I love you Yo estoy enamorado de ti. <3
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If anyone wants to please give me advice on this guy. I know/think/guess that he likes me, I just want to talk to him.