I sit here thinking about him, about how much I care, about what we could be. If he even cared about me half as much as I care for him, we would have something amazing. Sadly though, he hasn't woken up or realized what he has sitting here, waiting for him. Why can't he just open his eyes and realize, a least for a second, that we could, and should, be together. I sit here thinking of him and how to deal with the thoughts.
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~Letters To Him Of Him~
RandomI'm gonna right how I feel about him Because Honestly. . . He is the only thing in my mind ❤️
