This Is How I Fall In Love With You

You Just Don't Know

I spent my whole yesterday with you, and I got to see your sweet smile and light-hearted laugh. The way you would just make a witty comment, or even your corny jokes, are enough to make me smile. Sometimes you would say things I wouldn't expect, and instead of being upset or disappointed or shocked, I would admire you even more. There's so much I don't know about you and you continue to surprise me. I'd like to know you, and I'm thrilled and baffled by what I could possibly find out, and it amazes me.

It amazes me how beautiful you are, and how tired you must be with everything, and how you still manage to keep that smile plastered on your face. I want you to know that I support you and cheer you on in my heart. I want you to know that even if we're not close I know you can be tired and weak at times, and that I'm here for you. I believe in you. I know you can do it.

There was a time when you said you were nervous and asked people if they had concerns and queries about how you ran and did things, and we all said you were doing well. You came up to me, arms outstretched, and said you were nervous, so nervous. You gripped my shoulder and I timidly patted your arms, telling you that you can do it. And I meant it. I meant what I said and wanted to scream out how proud I am of you. You are just so talented, so good, so beautiful and kind. You are one of the nicest people I know. And you just don't know, do you? How you've touched so many lives and helped so many people in your own way, and how much it meant to people like me who can never reach you.

It's agonizing and thrilling to really like somebody who doesn't have any idea about it at all. How they consider you as someone ordinary, someone normal in their life while they mean so much to you. I don't ever plan on telling you, because you might steer clear from me, not touch my shoulder the way you always do, avoid me because you didn't want me to be lead on. I don't care. I'll still like you anyway, and I rest in the fact that you'll never know. It'll be my secret, that every time your eyes light up my heart melts, or when we have small talk and you're a few inches from me I can't breathe and I forget where we are and who's around us. How I'm drawn to you like a bird to an open sky, a favorite quote I read from Marie Lu's book.

Whenever we talk I just can't help but make my words and actions have meanings behind them. I don't know if you've noticed, and I'm scared that you're starting to feel like I'm becoming weird around you. My friends tease me, and I pray you're out of earshot so you wouldn't have to be suspicious.