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Never Notice. Humanstuck!GHB x Reader

((so this can be considered mildly feelsy. you hath been warned of these triggers mate, proceed with caution @_@ ))

It sucks. I never thought that I would fall for you, but somehow somewhere I slipped and here I am.

I fell.

Now I don't know what to do. I love you with a love that is far more than that of love, yet here I am.

I haven't spoken a word

I wish that things would come together, in which I hope they will soon, and that we can all be happy and together.

Because I love you

and I'm not afraid to admit it

I love you

And it's killing me

Sometimes I sit and wonder if you ever think of me as much as I think of you. Your lips, your eyes, it's like nothing in the world can compare. There are others out there that would beg to differ but to me you are perfection, you're perfect in every way.

Even if you get jealous sometimes or you tend to have little bursts of anger here and there, I still love you. Sure you're not literally perfection as you have your flaws. We all do. Though to me your flaws aren't flaws, they're beauty. Every ounce of you is so beautiful that I honestly don't think you will ever understand. There are so many things in this world that you'll never know or understand. One of them is how much I love you.

Every time I see you or think of you, a smile comes to my face. I dream of you, of your voice. I dream of your touch and the feeling of your body next to mine in the morning and in the night. I crave you, almost like I'm the addictee and you're the drug. I never planned any of this, falling as far and as fast for you as I have.

There are many people who know me as an emotionless bitch with a heart of stone. If that is the case and my heart really is stone, then love you are an artist and I am the block of stone. Feel free to shape me and sculpt me as you please, ill willingly oblige. There isn't a song in the world that can describe how I feel about you. There isn't a song that can come close.

I love you so much that it keeps me awake at night and makes my stomach churn and twist into a knot decorated with delicate butterflies. My head and heart tell me to stay and say hello, yet my feet and body refuse to do so, wanting to run away and hope that you had never saw me.

though I know you had

Sometimes I wish you were here, holding me, with your head on my shoulder as the two of us cuddle and watch idiotic mindless television, play a video game of some sort, immersing ourselves in a fictional world where it's just the two of us away from everyone else, maybe even look over my shoulder as I read the lines and lines upon seemingly endless pages that will in time cease to continue.

I want to hug you and feel your heartbeat quicken when I draw near, or touch you. I want to hear your breath hitch in your throat as I kiss your cheek or smile at you. I want to see the blush and smile that dusts your pale cheeks when I say something or do something relatively cute or attractive to you.

I want to feel you. I want to know that you love me too. I want you to see me the way I see you. I want to see all of these other guys look at me and say that you're a lucky man, or feel you tighten your protective grip around my waist or shoulders when they look at us. I want to smell the sweet aroma that draws me closer to you. I strive to feel you, to see you, to hold you and never let you go. I strive to see you as in love with me as I am with you. I want to hear you.

I love you. I need you. I want you. I crave you. I love you so much it drives me crazy.

Honey, I love you so much that it's slowly killing me.

(y/n) looked down at the words on the pages she had written. She would never give it to him, but these words among these pages were for her long time crush.

Nashir Motherfucking Makara.

He was just a dick sometimes to other people, so much so that some people didn't like him.

Though (y/n), (y/n) liked him.

She loved him.

Though who ever said love was easy?

She had heard of his.....traveling with the ladies and their beds. She wanted to say that she didn't mind, but internally,

She did.

She cared allot.

She wanted him to notice her and see her.

She wanted him to say hello to her or even look at her.

Though she knew that that wasn't the case.

(y/n) wasn't the prettiest girl in school, and inside she told herself she was too young to feel this way.

Though the heart doesn't lie.

She loved the black haired man,

And he would probably never notice.