To my classmate, and someone I consider as my friend,
I like you, a lot. I just do. It’s not about your looks or your talents. I don’t know what I am feeling as I put my feelings into words. I feel happy whenever I just see you in class, the simple talks we do, whenever you walk past me with a simple glimpse. No matter how much it hurts with the fact I don’t have a chance with you, it doesn’t make me get over you. I don’t regret covering up the reason why you were absent in one period in class 🙂 It’s my way of helping you.
I don’t really know what made me like you, I really don’t. Sometimes I just wanna tell you about it, but I don’t want you to be distant from me. I don’t want to risk it, and lose our way of talking. In short words, I don’t want to stop talking with you and I also want to develop our friendship furthermore. No matter how much I try to get over this “small” crush, I could never. I don’t know what part of you made me feel like this. Cupid is too cruel to make me feel this way, I am 100% aware that I don’t have a chance with you, not even 0.1%, not even once in a million. My chance with you would be when pigs fly, or when hell freezes over.