Last night we had a heart-to-heart about unrequited love. You were talking about her, and I was talking about you.
From the moment I first saw you, I knew. I had the biggest crush on you but I would never admit it to anyone because you’re a girl. You see, I’d be judged, and ignored and left behind by my family and friends.
I am scared. And you’ve asked me before if I was scared to fall in love. I am. You told me when it was the right person it’d be easy and I’d be willing to fight for it, but I only want you. You’re the right person and you want someone else. You always want the ones who treat you like shit. I’m here. I want to pick up your pieces, I want to comfort your tears, I want to be the one to hold you when you most want to be held.
I remember first looking at you and thinking you were the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever met. Your eyes, your dimples, your hair, your smile – everything about you drew me in and I always knew I’d want to be a part of your life. So, I did all I could to become your friend. Now I’m in the friend zone, and you don’t even know how much I like you. It’s been over 9 months. It’s probably love by now, and I feel stupid.
I feel like you feel. You already fell for her, but I’ve been in love with you for the entire summer we’ve hung out together and before that when you were still a mystery.
I miss talking to you everyday. I want to be more than just your friend.
I wish you’d see love was in front of you the entire time, waiting for you to demand me to fight for you; maybe then I would. Maybe I’d need your strength for I have none without a reason.
today and always,