I loved him the moment our eyes first met.
He made me feel as if there was no other girl in his world and that nobody was exactly like me.
He says im different
But what did different mean?
When I close my eyes
His fave is present
I never would have guessed I would fall for a guy like him
He was popular, funny, gorgeous!
Who was I? A writer. A thinker. An unsocialized outcast
I kept my thoughts yo myself even when I felt like screaming
In fact I don't believe that he is completely aware that I wrote this for him
For his eyes.
But I never fell in love with his good looks, no
I fell for something much greater.
He had a brain. And not like any old person would have.
When I got to know him better, he spoke in such intellectual sense that I knew he didn't do on purpose.
He was accidentally a genius
And I accidentally fell madly in love with that.
I am living a daydream I hope comes true.
If only he knew how I felt.
