My
mind: I'm sick and tired of waiting for
you. Why sit around, waiting, and
hoping that you'll ask me to be your
girlfriend? You had your
chance to realize what you were missing, instead of chasing
around the cheerleader that turned you down. I
was there for you,
>when you didn't know it<. If you
didn't notice, I cried for you. And when I said,
the guy I liked was closer than
you thought,
I meant you. You are the one
that I like, and I'm too ashamed to say it myself.
I really liked you, but you were paying
too much attention to her
to realize.
My
heart: Just wait, there's still
hope. You love him. Maybe he loves you
too, it's just that
he's too scared to talk to you as much.
Always. Have. Hope.
(my current experience. written
from my heart. thank you if you're still reading
<3)
