I wonder when I first loved you...
I guess it has been always...
Maybe in 2nd grade when I first saw you....
Or maybe in 3rd grade when you came to talk to me when no on else would....
I wish I could tell you...
I wish you would talk about me like how you talk about all those guys...
Maybe you don't like girls...
Or maybe you just don't like me...
This was stupid...
Why did I write this chapter...
I hate the way you can tell my emotions...
I hate the way your voice sounds angelic when your laughing or just talking to me at night...
I hate the way you hair curls so perfectly...
I hate the way you say 'I love you're but it's platonic...
And when I say it back because I mean it...
I hate the way your brown eyes turn more hazel in the light...
I hate the way you look perfect when the shines brightly...
I hate the way you look when you talk to him..
I hate the way you hold my heart and don't even know it..
I hate the way I know you'll never return my feelings....
I hate that I'm always just the best friend...
From Seni.
