Short Stories//Random post inspired in Shawn

TRUTHS ARE WRITTEN NEVER SAID

"Last night I was dreaming about you... We were laying on my backyard, we were counting stars, I know, kind of cliché. I cannot say I didn't like it, to be honest I think It was the best thing ever. The weather was a little bit cold, so you told me to get closer to you; after a few minutes you put your arm around me, like you were protecting me, I didn't complain, in fact, I smiled a little. We stayed that way for what I would love, it could have been an eternity; I closed my eyes for a moment and immediately open them because I was feeling your glance at me, I looked up to you, and saw a smile on your perfect —at least for me— face, It made me smile too; then I looked into your eyes, and my heart melted, God, in that moment I could see how much I loved you, and then, I woke up.
To be honest I was a little disappointed, I wished I could've kissed you. I was mad with myself for waking up, I was mad because I knew that it could never happen, I was mad because I knew it was just a dream and honestly, deep down I wanted it to be true, I wanted it to be longer.
Some people say that If you dream with someone is because they miss you, or they are thinking about you; and others say, you dream with someone because that person was the last thing you were thinking about before going to sleep. I'm pretty sure the first one is a lie, because, 'How could you miss someone who you don't even think about?'; and the second one, I'm also sure as hell is wrong, because 'Why would you think about someone who isn't important in your life?', so yeah, I'm going to believe the third one is correct. I confess I am guilty for thinking about you, I know It's stupid, but I can't help it, you've been on my mind long enough to know that you are one of the reasons I get to smile every single day.

Some people tell me that I should be brave and go talk to you, that I'm pretty enough to get your attention, I only laugh. You can call me a 'stalker', but I know you like girls who are confident, and that's not my best quality; I also know you care about the feelings more than the physical appearance; I know you like short girls but you wouldn't mind if she's taller than you; I know you are really attentive with the girls you date; I know you love it when you make someone smile; I know a lot of things. Some of my closest friends tell me I'm a coward for not telling you I like you, a lot; they tell me I won't lose anything with telling you... So I just wrote this letter, for you, even though you are not gonna read it, not now, not after, in fact, never."

Sincerely, Me.