For a boy who will never read this

I love how you would play with your loosely curly black hair

Even though you cut it off, it doesn’t take away from your looks

I love your chocolate eyes

And your sunrise skin

I love how you mumble songs to be funny

And how your jokes don’t make sense, yet they still make me laugh

I love how you tell me about your weekend, even before I do first

I love it when you start conversation

I love it when you talk to your friends, even though I may never have the confidence to join the conversation.

I love how you’re so friendly, even when I’m so awkward

I love how you make my heart warm just by being near you

I love how you fall asleep in class even while sitting up, it’s cute

I love how your always so kind to me

I love the shape of your hands

And the shape of your face

I love how you think nicely enough of me to give me fist bumps sometimes

I hope one day I will soon be able to have the confidence to start, and hold a conversation with you.

Maybe I’ll ask you to the cherry blossom festival for a picnic if that’s something you would be interested in?