Love Of A Teenage Girl ✔️

| Chapter Eight |

Dear Diary,

How do girls manage to move on? I wish I could just stop thinking about him altogether.

I spoke to him today on snapchat.

I'm loving him even more now, he's too adorable. He makes me so happy and I cannot stay away, even if I tried. He means absolutely everything to me and I don't know what I am going to do if I ever have to leave him. Heart broken is all I'll be.

A shattered heart for a broken girl.

I always think of different ways to talk to him but not all of them work. I always remember every single conversation we have and they always have me smiling like an idiot, I'm sometimes glad my parents do not walk into my room when I am like this.

Please, just love me. 

I always take pictures of him when he's laughing or doing cute things. I have been told that this sounds really creepy but how else am I supposed to get things that make me happy? He makes me happy and only him. Only the things he does, only him.

Even though he knows I love him, he is still kind to me. Whenever I hear his voice, I smile the biggest grin a girl can muster and I fall in love with him over and over again.

I am lovestruck.

I am paralyzed. Paralyzed by him.

I am utterly under his complete control.

He is my heart.

He is my everything.

I don't think I can ever move on, It's impossible. He is the best human being alive and I cannot just walk away from him. I cannot and I will not. Maybe in the future, he will finally be mine and all my hard work will pay off.

Maybe he will notice me for all the beauty he claims I have.

Maybe he will notice me for the humor he claims I have.

Maybe he will even notice me for the cute snorts when I laugh that he claims I have.

I love him because he's kind, adorable, helpful, always there for everyone, cute and funny.

He is always kind to anyone and everyone. Making him upset or mad is a very hard task to do so it's impossible for him to be upset at someone, which makes me fall in love even more, if it is ever possible to do so.

He is also forgiving.

He is adorable to me. His smile is adorable, his laugh is adorable, his chocolate eyes are adorable. He just makes me flutter, flutter so much that I could be a butterfly, and the best one at that.

He is helpful. He helps me all the time when I'm in my wheelchair or when I just need someone to talk to.

He is always there for everyone.

He is always there for me.

When I cry, when I'm sad, when I'm upset, or when I just simply need someone to talk to, he calls and checks on me.

I remember the exact moment when something weird happened.

One time I was stuck in my mother's car, I think the car keys was left in the car by mistake and I didn't know where it was.

Now that I think about it, it wasn't worthy enough of a call from him.

But anyway, he called me and wanted to come to help me out. He is just there for me.

He's funny by making jokes, giggling his cute way he does and he's just hilarious.

He's cute by making small jokes and laughing with his adorable laugh that he has.

When we play truth or dare in our group on Whatsapp and get questioned who do you love as a friend? Must choose 5 people, he chooses me one of the 5. Yet, honestly, i do the same.

I love him. I don't want to, but I do.

The heart just wants what it wants.

I have to go, goodnight diary.

Goodnight to him as well.

I love you.

Love,

Your Lover.