The thought of him sends me to tears, but I hold them in. His cocky smile that is like a smirk. His laugh that can be loud and funny or gentle like a breeze. His green eyes which pierce my soul and makes my heart skip a beat. His dark curly hair that seems so soft. His skin tone which is slightly kissed by the sun, and his attitude.... oh how I hated his attitude. It make me want to deck him in the face every five minutes. But underneath it all he's not that bad, that's what I thought. I got close... too close. I fell for him, I fell too hard. He doesn't return my feelings and I can't blame him. I mean.... who could ever truly love me?
