Dear You

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Dear you,

I think I'm in love with you. Such a small simple sentence, yet so complex in its ways. Love is such an overused and overrated word but how else do I explain the feeling I get when you say just a simple hello? They say that if you like someone over a month it means you're in love, but boy when I look at you and your smile it feels like I've known you for thousands of years when it's only been one. I love how kind and humble you are. The way you never let anything to get to you. The way your eyes squint and get wrinkles around them when you laugh. The way you always laugh at my jokes no matter how bland or lame they are. The way you worship God like no one else in the world exists in that moment. The way you dance horribly and don't care if anyone looks at you funny. The way you make sure no one is left out of anything. There's so many lovable things to say about you but my mind draws a blank just thinking about it.  You have impacted my life immensely. You may never be mine but the greatest thing you can ever grant me is giving me a chance to be able to know you.

-A girl who will never be yours

(Whoa, I haven't updated in literally a year. This is what happens when you let school control your life. Then again you can't help it control it because one: you have no life, two: you get in trouble if you don't do good in school because then that means you don't go to college and then you don't get a decent job and end up living in poverty and three: you can get a fine for not going to school. Anyways, this is a little thing about my feelings for this boy I have no chance with. Usual high school drama, am I right, ladies? Hope you liked it! :) )

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