For years I could care less about your existence , I didn't even know your name.I was only to spot you playing on the monkey bars or yelling with your friends. The only reason I know you now is because of our mutual friend that just so happened to give you my number . We talked and played but we didn't like each-other "like that"
I don't think- , and our friends would make fun of us for texting calling us boyfriend and girlfriend ,and for a while I was annoyed by it because I thought you were weird and annoying.
It wasn't until I really knew you that I started catching feelings. Now everywhere I looked I would see your name . We had a good friendship going with FaceTimes every now and then and texting frequently but never out of love. I wanted that . I wanted you to like me ,and I really thought you did for while . Until you texted me asking advice for texting your crush . I wanted to cry , but I still liked you . What angers me is that she hated you and she would laugh and run when you confessed . Now it was watching you in Pe or lunch . Texting you and stalking your account. All I thought about was you . All I knew was you .All I wanted was you . I had so much feelings for you that I couldn't keep hiding . So I went for it and confessed . You liked me back?! You really did?! We would say goodnight and eventually we loved each-other . He would tell me that we belonged and how pretty I was almost every day. We are doing good . I'm really truly deeply going to miss him , and I still wonder why he was
touching the other girl and how you started liking me when you made it clear you liked the other girl .But oh well, it's 12:16 and I'm writing a "poem" about a boy I only knew for a year and met when I was only in 5th grade , love is weird like that. But Goodnight 831...
