They think they know. Everyone seems to think they know what it's like to have a crush on someone for 8 years, watching them get hurt and get over it only to get hurt by them again. Or hurt by someone else. Every day for 8 years I dealt with seeing him happy not knowing I exist. Even if he did he'd hate me. I know he's not good for me at all. I love him more and more every second. I waited 8 years for today to come. The day we had classes together. He's scared of my best friend. He probably hates me. I wish I had the guts to talk to him. I planned out what I would say in every situation. I watched him at a dance with another girl. I watched him get heartbroken twice by the same girl. I watched him love people and let them go. After 8 long years and crying I finally wrote him a letter telling him. I fucking hate myself I'm only gonna get hurt. Why do I even try at this point? Kill me. Before he hurts my feelings. Please. I can't take it. Not from him. I love him with more with every passing moment. Someone text me plz
