Sometimes I feel like just running up to you at school.
And just kissing the life out of you.
And show you just how much I still love you.
Part of me is terrified that you'd just push me away.
The other part of me like to believe you'd kiss me back.
For awhile I just thought you stopped caring about me altogether.
But after today I know that you still do.
After you gave me that big wave.
And that huge, dorky smile I am still so deeply in love with.
Maybe I still have some sort of chance.
Hopefully.
YOU ARE READING
dear ryan
Novela Juvenila collection of letters, poems, and rants, to the boy I love, the boy who broke my heart