To the boy who doesn’t know,
You make my heart skip beats and my soul sing. Every time I’m near you, I get nervous, and I don’t get nervous around anyone. I haven’t had such a bad crush on anyone in a while. To the boy who doesn’t know, I missed you the whole time you were gone, I always thought about you, probably more than I should have. To the boy who doesn’t know, my heart skipped a beat every time you messaged me, and even now that you’re back, it skips a beat every time you send me a message. To the boy who doesn’t know, every little touch we share is another eternity I don’t’ want to forget, because the warmth you bring lights up my world. Every time you touch me, I remember the little time we had the chance to share. To the boy who doesn’t know, I can’t get you out of my head, I want to try it, but you don’t. To the boy who doesn’t know, I feel broken again, but I’m working through it, I hope it goes away because it hurts when I try to forget, it hurts when I try to remember, it’s always there, a slow ache that yearns for your touch again, for your arms again, for your lips again. To the boy who doesn’t know, I don’t want to fall in love with you, because I don’t’ know what you want, I don’t know what to expect from you. I don’t want to fall in love with you and shatter into a million pieces again. To the boy who doesn’t know, I want you, I want you bad, but you don’t seem to want me anymore. To the boy who doesn’t know, can you tell me why? I don’t have the courage to ask you, I’m scared to find out, was I just a toy? Was I just someone who was there? To the boy who doesn’t know, I might be loving you already, slowly, surely, quietly, every day, maybe just a little more, ever since we shared a world, two weeks ago. To the boy who doesn’t know, we shouldn’t have, but we did, now what?
Lovingly,
The girl who aches