you were going to tell him.
you were going to tell him how you feel
how you crave for his love and attention
how you imagine his hand slipping into yours.
the thought of his lips brushing on yours made you crazy
but, there's always two sides of the story, right?
every time he didn't notice you, a piece of your heart drowned in hope.
the very little hope that you had left.
it was so small. that little little hope you had left was killing you.
secretly you were dying inside.
you just wanted his love
that's all you wanted
YOU ARE READING
we're okay (some how) || you & you're crush
Short Story"its's funny how all it took was one look and now im fascinated by everything you do." © teawithhayes
