The way you make me feel is indescribable. I think I love you, but I don’t have the courage to tell you. This is the only way I can say it. Hoping that you will read this, but knowing that you won’t. When we met I thought it was just a summer fling, at least I tried to convince myself it was. We both knew it wasn’t. I know you felt the same way I did. Your friends all told me that you had the biggest smile when ever anyone said my name. The distance has always kept us apart. But I wish you could see how happy I get after talking to you. Just the fact that you text me or message me makes my day. I haven’t seen you in almost four years, but I still feel the same. That has to say something. I hope you feel the same. A part of me thinks you still do.
So why must we play this game? Why can’t one of us just suck it up and say how we feel? I never make the first move, I never say how I feel..but maybe this one time I should. Just maybe. But it is that slight chance that you have moved on that keeps me from telling you how I feel.
I want to be with you.
I want to be near you. Even if it is just for a day.
I just want you.
So here it is, plain and simple..
I love you.
love me maybe?