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Can I start this out with the usual "this boy I like is basically the hottest guy I will ever meet." But honestly, the way his eyes sparkle in the sunlight or when he does things he likes so much. He's so competitive at times and maybe I find that attractive, maybe it's the reason I like him, or maybe I like his rare smiles that comes along with that. Maybe I don't even like him at all. . . That's a complete lie, I'm utterly infatuated, head over heels, crazy about this boy,  AND IT SUCKS A HELL OF A LOT MORE THAN HE WILL EVER REALIZE. He won't ever understand my feelings, and sometimes I tell myself that it's okay, that he doesn't need to know about this foolish crush I have on him. Yet at times, I just want to scream my feelings at him, and it just hurts me. My emotions are hurt, I feel terrible when I think about him. He's my addiction, something that could kill me with ease, yet he's also my only cure, my sweet escape. 

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