When you sat on my lap cuz there weren’t any chairs I thought 'this is comfy’.
You make me happier every moment I’m with you and I’d much rather keep a good friendship than destroy one by having a bad relationship, but when I lent on your shoulder and you put your head on mine, you said that ‘we fit like a puzzle.’
I just want you to know that you ARE in fact the most amazing woman ever. I’m not just saying that because I’m partial. If you get bummed out cause all the guys you go on dates with are awful, or boring, or whatever, you can always call me.
I pretend like I don’t know that you’re not carrying your usual bag, that you’re not wearing the usual shoes, that you’re on the bus too, that your hair looks messier today, that you’re looking this way, that you’re coming this way, that you’re near or that you’re trying to talk to me.
All those times after you whisper something beautiful in my ear, or touch me ever so subtly, it’s not that I have nothing to say to you, I stay quiet because the chemicals in my body begin rushing around far too quickly for me to think about forming words. I hope you don’t take this the wrong way.
Though you’re miles away I feel like you’re right next to me, In the morning, When the Sun streams through my parted curtains, It feels as if your hands are on my skin. Whenever we meet we get one step closer to that kiss, but it has taken years to get this far. The next time I see you, I swear, I will kiss you and it will be everything and more than I expected it to be.
You came out to me when you were drunk saturday night on our way home after the party. I was in such shock, I didn’t know what to say but listen. I just want you to know that I’ve been in love with you for two years now.
I don’t know why I feel this way. I just do. Whenever we talk, I feel really really happy. You always know what to say to me, and it doesn’t hurt that you seem to think I’m cute. I plan on telling you eventually, but then I’m scared talking to you won’t make me feel so good. I’m scared the feeling of extreme elation and hopefullness will go away. Truth be told, I want this to remain a secret crush … until you figure it out.
I can’t stop thinking about you I can’t stop thinking about you I can’t stop thinking about you I can’t stop thinking about you I can’t stop thinking about you I can’t stop thinking about you I can’t stop thinking about you I can’t stop thinking about you…
I touched your arm and you jumped …you like me! and yet you had That assumed doubt After sleepless nights spent alone With poems of frustration Emotional defamation i was once told that pride is ugly and yet self-hate is blasphemy. so if you wanted to ask me out why didn’t you just? you’re the most worthy person i’ve ever met. please never wait that long again.