End.
I can’t hold back this flood of feelings anymore. I truly, deeply like you. Whenever people ask me, “What do you even like about him?” my answer is simple: everything. I love everything about you.
Waiting for your replies even when I already know they may never come. Waiting for news from you that you never choose to share with me. Watching you from afar or up close, just so I can keep your face engraved in my memory. Feeling my heart race uncontrollably every time I catch even the smallest glimpse of you. I like every single thing about you.
I have never felt something this intense before. This overwhelming desire to have someone completely. Scary, isn’t it? But I don’t know how else I’m supposed to deal with it anymore.
All I know is that I like you.
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The mistakes you make somehow disappear so easily in my mind. It makes me wonder if I’m the one slowly losing my sense of reason.
I like you so much it hurts in ways I can’t even explain. I don’t know how to tell you any of this without sounding insane. Most of the time, I feel like I’m losing control over myself, I don’t know who am I, and honestly, it’s all because of how strongly I feel about you.
I hate hearing about you from other people instead of from you directly. I hate knowing someone else gets to give you gifts before I ever could, aside from your family. I hate seeing other girls talk to you so naturally while I’m forced to keep my distance because you keep drawing that line between us. I hate that you can easily share your thoughts, stories, experiences, and conversations with other girls, but never with me.
Sometimes it feels like you dislike me, like you ignore my existence and turn your face away from me even though you know exactly how I feel about you. There are even moments when I want other people to know that someone loves you — and that someone is me.
But what can I do? You don’t feel the same spark, do you? You’re not as excited about me as I am about you. I can feel that your feelings and mine are completely different.
So maybe… let’s end this.
