um ok i guess, here i go.
well it all started about the beginning of the school year when we started officially talking. His looks sure caught my eye. Suddenly, some time after we started talking, I realized I was starting to get a crush on him. This crush grew everytime we talked. I was trying to give him little hints that I liked him, I thought he was giving them back to me. But I was wrong. He told me he liked someone else. Someone better than me. At this point, I would usually give up on the guy. But he was different. I kept on liking him. I never stopped. I watched him date other girls rather than me. I watched myself hurt. I was so scared to tell him how I really felt because I knew he didn’t feel the same way. I wanted to give up so bad, but something kept telling me not to let go of him. I always wished that he would like me back. Whenever I’d talk to him, I’d feel so annoying, and as if he wasn’t even interested. Months passed, and I never got over him. Man, when I saw I got a message from him, I was so happy. We started talking again, but not everyday. One night came when he told me he liked me. I was the happiest girl on Earth. I couldn’t stop smiling. That was the point in time where we were all flirty & everything. Every text would make me smile like an idiot. It was those type of texts where you re-read and smile. I still haven’t deleted his messages…lol. I really do like him. Whenever his name pops up in a conversation, i can’t stop talking about him. Whenever I see him text me, I fangirl over him lol. I always make little scenerios in my head about him & I. I don’t know, we haven’t talked in awhile, and I’m scared something bad might happen. I feel like it could be my fault somehow. After liking this boy for about 5 months, I can’t just ruin it.
so that’s the story basically.