I loved you. - (My Ramble-On)

Your hair.

Your bright, vibrant eyes that always glistened with positive, beautiful energy.

Each day. . . I didn't say much.

I was confused with these feelings whenever I was around you.

I felt hurt each time you mentioned you were considered 'taken'.

Oh god, why didn't I tell you that . . ."I l o v e y o u." ?

I hesitated to admit my feelings for you.

Everyday, I silently cried after school and my heart ached even more. 

My face would get warm and I'd be flustered thinking about my pathetic daydreams. . .

It was about you telling me to be "y o u r s".

The painful truth was buliding up each day in school.

Step.

Step.

Step.

I head upstairs; frowning; numb.

Ah.

Another day passes.

 "Ugh, too much homework again." I muttered, heading home.

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Then, the horrible truth crushed down on me.

I'm a hopeless romantic.

I don't deserve your attention. 

I dryly laughed, "Who would love me anyways?"

Once we graduated 8th, I forced myself to move on.

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The day before I left my beloved city, I looked back at my apartment.

I visited the school once last time.

Those places I'd never see again.

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One tear managed to escape my black, heartbroken eyes.

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I would never have to deal with the pain of seeing you with someone else.

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Now here I am.

Across the country, finally with a new start.

Sitting alone in my room.

Always on my laptop.

Me.

 'BloodySilence.'

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Hey.

I had to confess.

I needed to let this out.

Because. . .

"I loved you."