Crush

I

Today was the day in which I have seen entering the cafeteria. It has not cost me recognize you, but if you were there assimilate. You were with the chin slightly raised, walking as yours so that exudes security. But you were alone.

Clearly, neither you have regarded me. It did not hurt, as of today I am quite used. I pass two years without you to know of my existence.

Again you. I can only think about you. No offense, but I did not expect to see you anymore. She wanted him. I needed it. You were (are) my crush. And it's not as nice as it looks.

When I started college I thought I could get rid of you. What would happen some time no see, you'd forget. And when it was your turn to choose college, Would you go away. To a place where appreciate your great mind. As usual, I was wrong.

With just look at you askance I returned to feel everything she felt in high school. Or at least I remembered. I have not paid attention to what I was told and I have just eaten. I could only concentrate on my nerves and that. I dont know. Emotion. It's a real shit.

I do not want to think of me as an admirer. Or as someone who loves you. Because I'm not.

I'm a bad person. So bad I'll tell you why I go crazy, literally. And the reasons why I hate you.

Get ready, Dafne.

-A.