Chloe, I know that I’ll never be able to say this aloud so I’ll write it out.
When I first met you, I had no clue what our friendship would lead to. You were my best friend. The salt to my pepper.
Last December, I started having feelings for you. That damn day I still remember.
I could feel my face light up when I saw you standing at the bus stop.
Hands in the pockets of your coat, head nodding along to whatever song you were listening to, dopey smile on your face like you didn’t have a care in the world.You have the cutest laugh ever. It could brighten up even the darkest of days.
I don’t think I’ve ever felt this way about anyone before.
I know you have problems, like your self-harming and your issues at home. Honestly, I feel like s*** every day knowing that I can’t help.
And I know that this is cheesy as hell but it’s the truth.
I care about you so much, and you mean everything to me.
Every time our hands accidentally brush, I feel the sparks fly.
Every time you walk into a room, my head starts spinning.
Every time you look at me with that goddamn perfect smile, my heart starts racing.
The sad thing is, I know how this will end.
We’ll leave high school in 3 years, I’ll never see you again and you’ll never think of me ever again.
And I know you don’t know it, but I am terribly, hopelessly, head-over heels in love with you.
You don’t feel the same, I think I can tell by the fact that you’re oblivious to this.
But I just wanted to let it out. Because I know that I’ll try and get over you.