You don’t talk much. When you do talk, you’re hilarious. I want to be that girl that makes you come out of your little shell and make you laugh until milk comes out your nose. I want to be wanted by you. I want to talk to you. I text you, but every time I get the opportunity to actually talk to you in person, I freeze up. I don’t know what to say. What if you think I’m too forthcoming and try to avoid me? I don’t want that. I’m tired of waiting for you to make the first step, so I’ll have to make it myself. But how? I’m an outgoing, chatty person, but I simply can’t talk to you. It’s like when I see you pass by, I bite my lip and pray that you’ll notice me, but you don’t.
It’s been a year since I realized I had fallen for you, and I’m tired of waiting, but I can’t let go of this love. I’m tired of waiting, but I’m not going to do anything about it, because I love you too stinking much.