I was confirm that he liked me, it was hardly a couple of months after we started talking. Shit, I think he does like me. This is quite early. I can stop him yes. So I ringed him one day, made him confess on the phone, he said "yes, I've started to fall for you.' I told him to stop now, it's early it'll be easier for him and assured him that we'll stay friends. I wrote a long ass paragraph(bits of which I'll upload) including many points and at the end saying that I don't like him and send it to him. It was a tough time and soon we got back to normally talking and flirting like friends do. In the paragraph I said I don't like him. Wrong, totally wrong girl. You had started to fall for him too. In the following months after this incident I started to fall for him, little at first, falling more and more each day.
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'THE BOY' || Poetry
PuisiFor me, he will always be 'The Boy.' A boy who likes the girl no boy has ever liked. A boy who finds beauty in her and adores her. Her, who has never been adored by another. A book dedicated to the boy who filled my life with sunshines and happiness...
