Dear Boy,
I like you so much. I have, on and
off, for a year. I know that you've known that. I know that
you didn't/don't like me back. However, I'm still
trying. Even though you and others may think it's pointless
and weird and so much more, I'm not giving up. I have in the
past, especially when it comes to boys. I give up on every guy if
I find out they don't like me or if someone else likes him.
But this time, it's different. I really thought you could be
the one. No, not necessarily the one I marry, but, my first
boyfriend, my first kiss. I really thought that. I can't
explain it to anybody, how I feel when I see you, it's like a
volcano erupting in my stomach, how I feel when I'm around
you it's like the happiest person alive took over my mind and
body. It's unreal. I've never liked anybody this much and
I've never tried this hard for someone. Little, do you know,
It's so hard to talk to you. I don't know why. I'm
speechless, it's like seeing your dream house, you're
speechless, you can' t talk because you're so happy and
surprised and anxious all at the same time. You were my first
dance. I'd never danced with a guy before I danced with you
and you still remain the only guy I've ever danced with.
I've had a few memories with you that I never want to forget
but feel like you'd rather forget them or you wish none
of it ever happened. You don't know how hard it is for me to
walk past you like nothing happened, like I mean absolutely
nothing and it kills me. None of my friends understand why I like
you. I mean you're ridiculously cute, correction, hot.
You're smart, funny, sweet when you want to be. Your face
turns red when you're embarrassed. You're athletic and
you have the most gorgeous blue eyes a girl could ever see.
Still, no one understands that. They say there's tons of
other guys like that but it's not the same. When I see other
guys or talk to other guys, I don't get the feeling that I
get when I see you or talk to you. I mean I know you've kind
of hurt me in the past I guess. But not really, I mean yeah I
cried over you but it wasn't anything you did to me. It was
mistakes I made and the fact you liked other girls. And,
honestly, I don't know why you like some of those other girls
I mean, yeah, they're pretty but did you ever think to get to
know the girl behind the picture? Things are not always as they
seem. So just think about it, will you give me a chance?
♥
Love, Me
