I don't know when I started feeling this way for you, but today it's overwhelming me.
It wasn't planned. It wasn't a whim. It just happened: you became important to me. So much more than I can show you. Every word of yours, every time you told me you loved me, that I was your baby, made me feel special.
And now I'm here... wishing with all my might that you'd look at me the way I look at you. I just want you to like me. I just want you to feel for me, even if it's just a part of what I feel for you.
But I don't know if that will ever happen. And that... it's breaking me. I have trouble sleeping, I have trouble stopping thinking. I have trouble accepting that maybe I'm alone in this love. But I needed to write it down, even if you'll never read it.
Because I can't carry this around in silence anymore.
anyy!
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